Poetry night happens again. This time just four of us attend and I read, among others, my 3 favorites this summer. This time, though, we spent much more time discussing poetry as a concept, and I contribute to the conversation by reading poetically the Wilderness Act of 1964. In fact, if you remove the word foremost and the word Federal, it does sound lyrical, even though it was written as legislative prose!
Towards the end Deb discussed the dichotomy that we pursue as social beings who also seek out solitude. Companionship. Quiet. Love. Personal Space. Laughter. Being Completely Dependent on Oneself. Community. The Night Sky. This is my personal bipolarity that I know I will attempt to straddle for my entire life.
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