Writing and poetry

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Breaking up is my twenty fourth book of poetry. It includes the poem Nine feet tall.

If I was nine feet tall,
would people bother to talk to me at all,
yes, if I was nine feet tall,
or would people just stand and stare,
and wonder what I was eating to be so tall,
yes, if I was nine feet tall,
would people shun me,
and not talk to me,
because they would keep hurting their necks,
and hold me responsible,
yes, if I was nine feet tall, would no one talk to me,
or would I instead have to talk to the clouds,
and the sky who are more my size,
yes, talk to them in a lonely soliloquy,
in my terrible solitary eloquent verbosity,
or would I have to admit defeat,
and lay down on my back, to get some company?