Ten years ago I started posting verse.
I wanted readers, but I also meant
to sort a thousand poems – avoid the curse
of too much paper. Such was my intent,
but like so many projects, once begun
its seeds took root to sprout in unexpected
plots of fertile mind. They soon had spun
in acreage I hadn’t yet directed.

For seven years, sequential posts evolved,
when I decided what was up could be
made better, and three years ago resolved
to edit and repost my poetry.
I like a lot of it. By some I’m moved.
And every one I read can be improved.