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I will say this. My oldest son has poetry on his door. And as I helped him regulate this evening, I realized that all of the things that I do, in work and life, must help me to support him and his siblings against the callousness of the world. Poetry is lived humanity, expressed, which we all share.
Apr 18, 2025, 3:55 AM