Why Do You Write Poetry? – Robbie Coburn

Sebastien_Wiertz_540x540(photo by Sébastien Wiertz. Used under Creative Commons.)

And in The Blue Corner, weighing in at something something pounds, Robbie Coburn reflects upon the question of poetry and why one might write it.

“Poetry photographs parts of life and humanity,” Robbie says. He says other things too. Here’s a link to them.

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