I see now, in our contemporary moment, that it is more necessary than ever to receive the gifts that poetry offers. Each day we are faced with sound bites and catchphrases deadening and trivializing our language, the widening gulf of our ideological differences eroding civil discourse and our ability to truly communicate with each other, to hear each other. For all of that, poetry is the corrective, the sacred language that allows us to connect across time and space, across all the things in everyday life that separate us and would destroy us. That’s because poetry allows us to reckon with our troubled past and to imagine the better, more just society that we must continue each day to build.
the english language, everyone
This hit me like a brick
And people wonder why authors use italics and bold and shit so reader’s understand what’s going the fuck on.
And of course I just read this in my head 7 times, stressing each word differently.
i still don’t understand this…
holy shit yes.I did all 7 versions out loud, it was fun