(The thought makes me weak in the knees) In Bellevue near Puget the Sound Writers descended like fleas. Three days of workshops and meetings Publishers, agents, authors, all A network for those who did it And for dreamers nearly as tall. After the thrill is over After the critique is cold After the books are boxed When the last tale is told I take time to chew on a cookie Time to reflect on the lot Of info coming in torrents Hints of "do" or "do not." My notes are pregnant with wisdom Carry-all stuffed with dead trees Gray matter glutted with brilliant Ideas from published gurus. My feet are easily rested My eyes cooled with cucumber piece My throat soothed with mint everlasting But my buns will be numb all next week! Naomi Sherer Published in Newsletter of Pacific Northwest Writers Conference Seattle, Washington
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