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"A poem is portable.
You can carry it around with you
in your head for days
while you work on it in secret."
~ Maxine Kumin,
in The Place My Words are Looking For
When I first read this quote years ago, I pictured someone walking around with a small suitcase (or maybe a fancy bag like the one above) filled with slips of scrawled-on paper -- poems just waiting to be finished. The image makes me smile. I know that I have often carried poems I'm working on around in my head. Have you?