A couple of days ago, when me and my mom were on a cleaning drive at home, I accidentally found two large suitcases full of letters. Letters from far away friends, family and millions of them from dad. There were literally hundreds of them. I was awed and this somehow then got followed into very…
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Understanding the Art of Poetry
“I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out, or walk inside the poem’s room and feel the walls for a light switch. I…