The Devil's Advice to Poets
Molt that skin! Lift that face!—you'll go far.
Grow like Proteus yet more bizarre.
In perpetual throes
Only minors remain who they are.
From Cross Ties: Selected Poems
of Georgia Press, 1985), copyright
by X. J. Kennedy. For permission to
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