I am looking for a reason to continue on this poetic journey. I can't show my family my poems, so looks like I'm showing you. But I just want to be criticized. To be told what to do differently. To be told where to go more. If you can, please check out my poem and oblige me.
If Fate were moved by tears, men would offer gold to buy them. Yet grief still puts them forth, as the tree puts forth leaves.
I don't care what the miserable excuse is
for showing the death of books, live, on screen.
Men, I could understand; but books! - — Edwin Morgan, From the Video Box 2
