On seven twenty-seven seven years
ago, I posted entry number one,
anticipating: what? my vainest fears
were comments I’d need answer. There were none,
of course – not worth a count, at any rate:
there’s nothing driving traffic to the site.
Too few like poetry, or dedicate
sufficient time to finding who writes right.

I’ll take a break, amass some stock again,
consider networking, and write some more.
Perhaps I’ll post one thousand sonnets when
I’ve mined enough to upload, or ignore
the drive to brandish, and the lust for feed-
back from the strangers who agree to read.

Not quite true…

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