Admittedly, many of my recent poetry releases in my Thistle/Flinch collections have an unfinished feel to them. There’s a kind of field notes quality jotted down while crossing unfamiliar terrain. Yes, they’ve been revised and compressed over the years, but I’ve taken them as far as I can, for now. Maybe someday I’ll further distill a few of them, but I’m happy to have what I have to date. They are a record of important experiences in my life. If any of them resonate with you, all the better.
As for Woodpecker? Well, we’re in the midst of it now.