Poetry and the newspaper have had their antagonisms
Stories are streaming all around us, and the newspaper, as crappy and corporate as it can be, contains a lot them.
It is also a fountain of language and images.
A poet can’t afford to be proud; one arresting phrase or image is a gift from the muses, even if comes comes wrapping fish and dropped on your doorstep like a Sicilian message.
Don’t be to much of a snob to dismiss the literary gifts, and grist, delivered to your driveway or computer screen each morning.
