the writer knows only his pen

if his face be invisible in the waters he studies like Narcissus

Tolstoy did not write War & Peace with Dostoyevsky

at his elbow

and in the grand arcadia of history

the only guidestone of what a man can do

be the chisselled marbled statue

of that which a man has done in his image

as if the Fibonacci sequence

were his mother

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