My Poems . . . or Most of Them
I've decided to submit my poems to International Authors for publication, and I've asked an old Berkeley friend to write the introduction - I asked her because she was the first person to read my poems, as I reminded her:
I recall that moment in Stephens Lounge when you saw that I was scribbling something and asked me, "What are you doing?"I'm curious what she'll now have to say about my poetry. She's not yet read the vast majority of my poems, but I suppose she soon will.
I responded by handing you the sheet on which was written my poem "Succubus."
You read it and said, "You're writing dirty poems!"
But it wasn't really dirty - it just read that way.