Dated TO DO LIST Item with Further
Explanation of What I’m Doing Here
(if you have to explain the piece...)
New charger after spun out fire-
crackling, nearly electrocuting
living, physical being (me). Is
this a good time to clue you in
about what I’m doing with these
sonnets made up of lists or various
words found on pages I’ve compiled
over the past six or seven years that
I’ve handwritten? Pages which mostly
include notes for poems, notes I’ve
written after conversations with Mom
about the catalog of photographs I
inherited from her mom. And, pre
dominantly, lists of things I need to do?
Droll Meanderings
