It's OK.
Some poets think there are too many poems and/or sonnets about gardening.
Personally, I've read too many poems and/or sonnets lately about old age dementia. It's not that I am unsympathetic or have no painful experience of the matter. It's just that it has come to seem the subject of choice to elicit an almost Pavlovian sympathy/empathy from a poetic audience--a new sort of emotional canon poem. So overall, it seems too easy a mark to thrill me.
Nemo
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