Poetry, poetry. Oh, great poetry. This is the mantra of many who love the form, but it’s sometimes good to remind ourselves that, in and of itself, there is no purity to poetry. The bad actor can use it, as well as the good.
The internet made me do it. Come learn the secrets of being a deep reader as author Megan Willome reads “Because Internet.” And share your August pages.
What costs are you bearing—from an uncontrolled, angry, demanding Internet? And what are you going to do about it?