How Not To Be A Poet Comments

How absurd, to be a word, a blurb upon the page. So many words and yet my friend not one that I can say. If I were but a simple bard with words, lets say, a plenty I'd write of cabbages and kings until my quill was empty. But thinking on this further a word within your ear to be a little word or two would make me feel quite dear. d'you 'ear? Emilybloodybarddickinson

Thats 'The answer my friend'...as Bob Dylan would say, Sid.