Live Poets at Soul Food
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.
4 Comments:
what can I say ...
when I read it again it all made
sense ;-)
I love the image and the poem together!
Yes! Megan, Yes! And here, it is said, we must stay, behind the mask, least our power prove too much. Follow the myths to understanding, you'll arrive nine times out of ten, condemed by your own stength. Is there something worse than stone? You can't wipe that apple juice off your lips.
A brilliant poem.
Great combination - I wonder what her driving cause will be, where the energy will be channelled the most judiciously and effectively! Amazing piece of art.
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