OKAY. So I was going to the library every Saturday. So what? So what? It's not like I was reading books or anything.
It means, Doug Swieteck, that in this class, you are not your brother.
Reader, I kissed her. A quiet walk we had, she and I.
You know, there are good reasons to learn how to read. Poetry isn't one of them. I mean, so what if two roads go two ways in a wood? So what? Who cares if it made all that big a difference? What difference? And why should I have to guess what the dif...
There are good reasons to learn how to read. Poetry isn't one of them... Why can't poets just say what they want to say and then shut up?
