a poem is never finished. It is only set aside. Somebody famous said that- Wilde or Joyce and that’s the way it feels with ‘The Golden Brick’. Keep trawling back through it and finding little things to improve on. Had an edit done, so going back through that and ‘accepting’ or ‘rejecting’ changes. Will send it off by the end of the week for a second pass and a proofread and hopefully that will be the end of the writing, then down to cover design etc. I want to produce paper versions of both this one and ‘The Money Walks’ and see where I go from there.