I began composing the next poem, the one that was to be written next. Not the last poem of those I had read, but the poem written in the head of someone who may never have existed but who had certainly written another poem nonetheless, and just never had the chance to commit it to ink and the page.
by Steve Erickson
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In the narrative, the speaker reflects on the creative process of poetry writing, emphasizing the importance of the next piece yet to be fully realized. This poem isn't merely a continuation of prior works, but rather a manifestation of an imagined voice, potentially unrealized and unexpressed. The idea of a poet who exists solely in thought, without the opportunity to record their verses, creates a poignant notion of lost potential in the realm of artistic expression.

The phrase suggests that every unwritten poem carries its unique essence, waiting for the right moment or individual to bring it into existence. It highlights the intricate relationship between imagination and reality, where even those who may never have existed can inspire and resonate through the creative act of writing. The speaker's endeavor to capture this elusive poem speaks to the broader theme of the artistic journey, where the act of creation can be as meaningful as the final product.

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