To be perfectly honest, I don't like most poetry. I understand the value of poetry in history and as a means of expression, and I get the catharsis that comes in writing poetry, and I have even written poetry myself - but for the most part, poetry rarely moves me or impresses me.

There are exceptions.

I happened to tune into NPR early this morning and caught someone reading a poem. I was impressed. So much so that I came home and managed to get my crappy broken laptop working enough that I could look it up.

I don't think this lady has a deviantart, but she has a website. She's a local poet, and has won awards.

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There is the poem she was reading, on her website.

Definitely going to see about purchasing this book.

3 hours of sleep last night, followed by work and then planting spring bulbs in the hard-as-cement dirt here. I am tired.