What shall I promise?
Myself?
Then
what shall I promise
Myself?
I
could promise
Not to promise
Myself.
But
I’ve broken
so
many
promises.
- Ralph Murre
While I'm fond of saying that I began writing in 1999, it's not quite true, since this one, recently unearthed, is from 1986. Lost forever, I hope, are a few pieces from the early sixties. ~ R.M.
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