How do you know when a poem is finished?
That’s such a tricky question. I have a hard time letting go of a poem or manuscript. Even after it’s published, I’m prone to working on it some more. Most artists, I think, are never entirely satisfied with their work. There’s a famous story about Bonnard who had a painting in the Louvre which he considered incomplete. He went to the museum, asked a friend to create a diversion, and when nobody was looking, Bonnard whipped out his brush and paints to fix the work. I identify with that impulse.