When you close your eyes you see a poem.
It is emptied of the firmness of all things you secretly desire.
It reminds you of a white room freshly painted
Where summer forgot to close the windows and doors.
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all these Steger things are interesting for the way he stares hard at the outside world. He never indulges in poetically ruinous self-expression- the downfall of many- finding it as uninteresting as it usually is. He does allow a little whimsey to mix in, catsup to his eggs. Bravo