Ning: |
| This poem is illegible. |
Vidhya: |
| There's a reason for that. If you're not happy with something,
blunt it to the edge of comprehensibility. Aren't many ah the author's art works actually 2nd rate poems?
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Ning: |
| To turn junk into art: that should be done with more things. |
Vidhya: |
| It's a process of alchemy. We must all must become alchemists.
Nothing should be wasted – just recycled. If something doesn't fit now, relax. In another time & place, it'll all come together
in some way. |
Ning: |
| There's something interesting about rejected poems. To me, the things that
don't fit are more interesting than those that do . . . |