Last night, I dreamed that I was in a poetry workshop with Gabriel Gudding, Clark Coolidge, and Tom Raworth. The entire workshop was themed around "Batman" poems. Clark and Gabe were critiquing my poem. Gabe liked it, but Clark complained that "it didn't work on the level of the sentence" -- he didn't like where the periods were, and thought that the poem as it was had no flow. Tom looked like he wanted both of them to shut up so we could all go do something else.
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