Day 8. Perhaps our poems are falling in standard? Volume up, standard down? Nah I don’t really believe that. When we write we don’t even know what will turn up. Our job really is to accept whatever comes. Your muse goes where she wants to go. Of course during the process you might be feeling that your poem is wonky and be thrown into a state of panic. You’d just have to lay more bricks or whatever. Perhaps have to knock down some too; hopefully not tear down the entire thing. Anyway Robert Brewer wants us to address panic in whatever form.