every day in 2016, write a sentence or a paragraph or a poem that appreciates
poetry
oh! poetry! what I do. oops, no. the ocean that gives context to the measuring cups which result from what I do. I write poems. long poems, short poems, very short poems. poetry is the world of all poems. Chinese poems. Japanese poems. poems from southeast Asia. from India! yes, dear god! from India! from Mongolia. from Russia. (ah! Anna Akhmatova!) poems from the Middle East from at least 50 centuries back! ah Mother Africa, we are so ignorant of you, but surely poems from you and from the streams of people leaving you for 10,000 centuries? oh, is it longer? what a hemorrhage! and yet it left Mother Africa the stronger for it, as well as we can tell (we haven't looked or listened very hard). and surely poems from Africa in the last six centuries, the ones in which we created our own hemorrhage of people from Africa. poems from Europe. poems from Scandinavia. poems from South America, poems from Central America, poems from the Caribbean. poems from Mexico, from Canada, from the United States. poems from the Southwest. what a deluge! I know several rivers pouring into it, and am familiar with several streams, and am adding my own, fast as I can. yes, I appreciate poetry.
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