Even if it keeps you up all
night,
Wash down the walls and
scrub the floor
Of your study before
composing a syllable.
Clean the place as if the
Pople were on his way.
Spotlessness is the niece of
inspiration.
The more you clean, the more
brilliant
Your writing will be, so do
not hesitate to take
To the open fields to scour
the undersides
Of rocks or swab in the dark
forest
Upper branches, nests full
of eggs.
When you find your way back
home
And stow the sponges and
brushes under the sink,
You will behold in the light
of dawn
The immaculate altar of your
desk,
A clean surface in the
middle of a clean world.
From a small vase, sparkling
blue, lift
A yellow pencil, the
sharpest of the bouquet,
And cover pages with tiny
sentences
Like long rows of devoted
ants
That followed you in from
the woods.
*****
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