poetry: the words are like trash tumbling in the gutter
poem: it is the collective refuse curbside of the bus stop or the drain
poet: is the garbage picker finding gold in each piece of rubbish
-JG
poetry: the words are like trash tumbling in the gutter
poem: it is the collective refuse curbside of the bus stop or the drain
poet: is the garbage picker finding gold in each piece of rubbish
-JG
