Editorial havens are authorial wilds; signal sties burden the eyes of misplaced periods. Close readers, take margin, for this piece is a far-away look without wide edges. Do not go gently into that book length fright; steer to the edge of one verse in space. Pencils erase the confident plan: sketches are wretches undone by pink tips. Publish and perish the thought of a shelter, halters and stutters are microphone prompt.