I wrote yet another new poetic sketch yesterday—the sunlight through the clouds on the wheatfields was magical—and had to pause.
It occurred to me that I had been treating the collection like an infinite publication, and of course, it cannot be so—a limit must be set.
I have therefore put this new sketch into a “for a future collection” category, and shall do the same with all new poetic sketches.
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