I.

Many people have said to me, "I wish I could write poems. I often try,

but----" They mean, I gather, that the impulse, the creative itch,

is in them, but they don't know how to satisfy it. My own position is

that I know how to write poetry, but I can't be bothered. I have not

got the itch. The least I can do, however, is to try to help those who

have.

A mistake commonly committed by novices is to make up their minds what

it is they are going to say before they begin. This is superfluous

effort, tending to cramp the style. It is permissible, if not

essential, to select a _subject_--say, MUD--but any detailed argument

or plan which may restrict the free development of metre and rhyme (if

any) is to be discouraged.

With that understanding, let us now write a poem about MUD.

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