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The life of a poet is not really something people can adopt. I don't know what the poetic life is.
I recently read an email that a famous poet wrote to his class. It was an admonition, basically. It asked people to stop being phonies. I was happy about it. I waste a lot of time thinking about phonies.
I like people who are genuine, even if I don't get along with them, I respect them for being authentic.
It's Halloween, and there are lots of costumes. The Bay Area seems in love with costumes. I am going as a poet. I have been working my entire life on my costume.
A lot of people are wearing a similar costume.
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