One tends to write beyond what's needed

What are the questions you wish to ask?

Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark familial December.

I do not usually revise much, though I often cut, particularly the end or toward the end of a poem

It seems to me that readers sometimes make the genesis of a poem more mysterious than it is (by that I perhaps mean, think of it as something outside their own experience)

A nothing day full of wild beauty .... Little fish stream by, a river in water.

In the past I have declined to comment on my own work: because, it seems to me, a poem is what it is; because a poem is itself a definition, and to try to redefine it is to be apt to falsify it; and because the author is the person least able to consider his work objectively