Now that we’ve been running our little poetry magazine independently and to gratifying success for almost 20 months, people sometimes ask us things like:
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“So what do you think is the future of poetry and writers at large?”
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Our answer, something Karan and I talk about on slower afternoons (a rare occurrence in our small apartment full of our daughter’s laughter and tears and demands and never-ending to-do sticky note vines), is that…well…poetry and writing will go on, just like it has since time immemorial.
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In different forms and riding different waves, perhaps, but poetry is song is art is expression is human is divine. And until the androids take over and the earth swallows us all up, we’ll still have poems, poems of all shapes and sizes and varieties and tastes and purports and vibes and jibes and messages and propaganda and ruffled blurred edges ad infinitum.
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That’s a good thing. Please don’t worry. There will always be great art and good artists. And people who can truly appreciate them.
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Thank you for being a wonderful reader.
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And to serve you, we’re here with a daily, simple newsletter. One beautiful poem, every day, forever (until you part ways with us, when we’ll send you off with all the virtual sunflowers we can pick). 🌻
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Below, we’ll outline what you can expect every day, but in general, you’ll get a poem each day. That’s it. Something you can snack on for your soul instead of diving into the endless scroll.