It seems no one really cares to know why we don’t know each other. Go figure. I say we set up a lunch or dinner, shoot the shinola, get this thing figured out. Kenneth? Rachel (I imagine you hugely pregnant)? Kwame, you coming this way anytime soon? Jeff?
I see us as a United Nations of poetry. All hope lies with us. We must not fail.
P





You guys are funny…
Posted By: Frances-Anne Solomon on April 9, 2007 at 1:11 amReport this comment
If you mean that nobody’s commenting and thus not care, I think you’re mistaken. I’m enjoying the dialogue but don’t have anything to add to it. If you mean that your fellow poets haven’t said much yet, maybe the holidays are at play here. I hope that’s all it is, at least.
Posted By: Daryl on April 9, 2007 at 11:03 amReport this comment
A few years ago, a Canadian publishing organization sent me a promotional package announcing with great joy that I had been selected as one of a new group of gifted writers to be promoted throughout Canada. I was now part of the “ALMOST FAMOUS” cadre of writers. I swear, that is what we were being promoted as! Well, I tried to be flattered even as I felt properly put in my place. Our problem is that we are “almost famous”. If you are insulted, then I am likely right. If you are not insulted, then I am likely right. We will soon be quite famous and able to say, “I may not know you, but you certainly know me.” (smile)
Posted By: Kwame Dawes on April 9, 2007 at 1:39 pmOne love
KD
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