What Do You Do About Dry Periods In Your Writing?


When the writing is going well,
I am a prince in a desert palace,
Fountains flowing in the garden.
I lean an elbow on a velvet pillow
And drink from a silver goblet,
Poems like a banquet
Spread before me on rugs
With rosettes the damask of blood.
But exiled
From the palace, I wander
Crawling on burning sand,
Thirsting on barren dunes,
Believing a heartless mirage no less true
Than palms and pools of the cool oasis.


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What Do You Do About Dry Periods In Your Writing?