At the poetry reading,
The poets stand before you,
Male and Female,
Young and old,
Handsome and ugly,
Plain and beautiful,
Short, tall, fat, thin,
Long-haired, short-haired,
Hairless;
The stutter and stammer
Competing with the buff
And the strutting,
All decked out
In their poetical regalia:
Here, we are faceless,
shapeless, sexless,
And therefore perfect
Poets
Here, its the words and the words alone
That get remembered or forgot.


Salon.com
Comments
When they dig up the remains of our culture thousands of years from now, and find this on the hard drives of the ancient servers,
someone's going to say "man, what an awesome find" when they see your blog.
And personally I have never been a big fan of public poetry reading at coffee houses. And I always wonder how far poets will reach with their poetry in this century.
Good read.