Clarification

My post yesterday about the internets ruining poetry was not a response to Rebecca Loudon's recent statement on her poetry blog:

"I think the Internet is the worst thing that has happened to poetry since they opened Robert Schumann’s casket and found his head gone missing."

Now of course I disagree with the literal interpretation of that statement, especially considering that I came to know both Rebecca and her poetry via the internet.

But I believe that to be the single most beautiful sentence ever posted on a poetry blog.

And I never challenge Rebecca, unless it involves the Superbowl, and that's just a regional/tribal thing. I don't give a crap about competitive sports.

Speaking of the Superbowl, if you're a Steelers fan, my cousin Christopher designed these shirts and so far he's sold about a trillion.

I hope he becomes very wealthy and uses the money to save poetry.