What Work Is, Part 11

I'm working on a new poem, something that has been incubating for five or six years. Have you ever had something happen that you knew, instantly, you would have to write about someday?

Well, it's one of those poems and it arrived in one big sweet piece this week.

I will only be at work until noon today, so that I can stretch the holiday just a bit. This should be a good weekend to write--no commitments, a few cigars, the weather not so nice as to be a distraction.