Pretty much a commentary on an actual Poetry Reading I attended and the feelings I had during and after it. I make a poor attempt to mirror Pinsky's style in the poem itself using triads.
What I did was walked around my school and found words on posters and things. I wrote down ten words for each poem and did not think about how they would mix. These are my results. They might not always make sense. (written: Feb. 4, 2002)
