"Could I have made an egregious error? Where did I go wrong?" I'll never know; I face it with terror Could this have been a song? Those two lines at the top I wrote Many weeks ago. It sat as a draft, a random note Untitled, perhaps I'll never know! What was I thinking? Am I going crazy? I shudder to think my once-quick mind Has become so old and so lazy. Memories once so easy to find Have abandoned me in my need. What is a poet to do when rhyme Is lost or has gone to seed? All I can think of at this time Is, what mistake could I have made? Is someone due an apology? Perhaps some friend on whom I've preyed Or accused of abnormal psychology? Therefore, if someone I've insulted, Feels wronged, or slighted, or pained; If what I said or wrote resulted, In a friendship forever strained, Please forgive me, whoever you are For whatever I've said or done! I most likely didn't mean to scar! But since I forgot It's more likely than not To appear once again as a rerun. (Is that enough?) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Today I begin with the first book on Time Magazine's alphabetically listed "Top 100 English language books written since 1923," the year of Time's first publication.The book was written by Saul Bellow in 1953, and is called "The Adventures of Augie March." I have read some Saul Bellow, but I have not read this one. Looking forward to it. I'll let you know how it goes!