My Own Worst Freakin' Critic!
I've just realized how your own poetry can seem concise to you, but when you read it weeks, or months later, it seems like total jive containing an apish swagger mingled with an arrogant assured talent buried beneath a wannabe hack-like persona. Am I my worst critic? Yes. Aren't we all?
Terry J. Snipes
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TheJoeD on
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I'm with you man. I delete a lot of my old stuff because I think its pretentious banter. I then go into a state of deep self-loathing for weeks at a time. Good times. |
