Keep straight on the path.
Don’t look right or left.
The line is short,
so be careful.
Your papers have turned up.
They cannot be altered.
The trees will become tiny
and disappear. Yes,
50 years to the foot.
It is nice that you know that.
I have no information
on people. Provenance.
History or tenderness.
john mann poems 
This mix of exhortation, rhetoric or cliches in fragmentation addressed to a generic audience is too much a part of your output IMHO. This is less a criticism than a warning. The reason my poetry does not sell is because I chose to avoid emotion (or salted some in gratuitously). When you use this mix, you telegraph a kind of creative exhaustion. It is the opposite of passion, and the big money is behind passion that lends itself to voyeurism. These people want a high but are afraid to use drugs. Your best poems are always a little bloody John. That’s right, you must give blood
I agree that the best poems lose blood. Give blood. Good metaphor. Liked this comment, Steve. Much right about it. Thanks for reading.
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