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03.21.2004

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TODAY'S DRIFTWOOD: "At first they'll reject everything, particularly in your case. What you do is keep sending the same poems to the same people -- after a decent interval, of course. After about the fourth or fifth time, they will actually have to read them, and they will hear a little bell ring that they call 'the shock of recognition', and they'll take one." (R.P. Blackmur)