A secretary at work once stopped me outside my office. “People are worried about you,” she said
“Me?” I asked. “Why?”
“You’re walking the hallways, mumbling to yourself. People are noticing.”
I stared for a moment, and then I understood.
“I’m writing a speech,” I said. “It’s a restless activity for me. I have to walk and mouth the words as I go. I have to hear them. The words have to sound right.”
She nodded, relieved, if still a little worried.
I was amused, and then I wondered, do people think I’m weird?
In a word, yes.
You can always recognize the poet at work.
Few of them actually wander the hallways, mumbling to themselves. Poets aren’t quirte that odd. Usually.
But you can tell who they are, even if they don’t write or read poetry.
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