I've finally hopped on the blog express, one way, straight into Paris Hilton's Trafalgar Square of a tourist spot's panties. This method, the online one, is the only way to achieve purely anonymous status while revealing to the world the entirety of my works thus far.
All I really hope for is that there is at least one person out there who may stumble upon these works and understand. That is all an aspiring poet could ever ask for.
Being said, each and every post will have at least one poem in it. Such is the purpose of this vehicle.
Also with that being said, there is a copyright on these poems (yes, even the shit ones) and any borrowing that occurs must explicitly refer this blog as their main and foremost reference.
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