Look, this is America. And it's that travesty called National Poetry Month. It's like pleez we'll give you this one month and then just let us forget about all you faggot feminista poetz and get on with the real poetry of our lives. And this it. It has everything American you could possibly need. THIS is the millenium's new Howl.
Doing things is what I like to do... yes!
Because you can't always get what you want. And I really love this. Yess!
ON INTO WINTER
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I had thought to end the autumn season with Kigin’s “shape of the wind”
hokku, but a reader in Japan then sent me a new verse that seemed quite
appropriate...
2 weeks ago
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