It's funny (strange/ha-ha -- either or both, depending) how what we write ends up as a mirror.
You set something aside after you finish re-reading it 20x ("I can't believe how ... ," etc.), and then come back to it and see yourself reflected back in it.
It can make us a little sad, or feel grateful, or both or something else -- but whatever it does to us, we've just (if it works at all) polished a mirror. Is it reflecting something somebody else has been seeing all along (in you, on you, from you ...), or is it something completely new?
Is it -- in other words -- a revelation or a self-revelation (or both)? Do you add "merely" to "self-revelation," or can you confidently state this revelation is unique to time?
These questions are very hard to answer. But, I think they're important, nonetheless.
Seeking the answers can put us a little further on the path to the next poem.
This is a journey, isn't it?
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