The Dead Poets Society met in a cave to read and share verse. This group is for poets who are very much alive, who have words running, pulsating through their veins. From an outside landscape that can be harsh and barren, we come together in this nurturing, verdant oasis; fellow wanderers, wonderers, sharing our words.
Created to thirst for knowledge
Should we drink from different waters
It is not always by choice
But by circumstance
And thus become libraries
Where we try to read
Each other.
©--Christina Cowling
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