Walking an aisle of poetics at Powells in downtown Portland yesterday; overheard a pair as they passed by me. “Poetry is expensive.” “Yeah, it’s cheaper on Amazon—” The conversation faded as they rounded the corner. As I stood, shocked, you’re at a brick & mortar shop in downtown Portland complaining about the cost of Poetry, that notion is precisely th…
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