I tried
selling poetry
door to
door
long
before it was given away free
on the
internet to anonymous people.
I had
only one client
a
retired English professor,
a widow
who lived alone.
She would
read my work
in
exchange for me stacking firewood.
She would
offer her critique
in
exchange for me staying and eating supper with her.
She
would provide her assessment
in
exchange for sitting and drinking Scotch
with her
while she watched game show contestants on TV
and
corrected their grammar.
That was
long ago.
She is
dead now.
I still
write poetry only now I give it away for free
on the internet to anonymous people.
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