I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times. – Bruce Lee

If you wrote a poem a day, it would take
more than 27 years to reach 10,000 poems.

Though I’ve written longer than that, I haven’t
penned a poem each day the entire time,

so I’m definitely short of the mark. Will I know
when I cross that threshold? I know not

to expect confetti or the heavens to part,
but I hold out hope for some kind of sign:

the click of tumblers falling into place, some
small feeling of competence or satisfaction.