MANIFESTO OF THE WEST END AND ADJACENT BOROUGHS POETRY MOVEMENT.

We embrace the wind, the sky, the earth, the flowers, the rocks, the water, the stars.

We embrace trees occasionally, when no one is looking.

We do not embrace thistles, because ouch.

We disdain cosmopolitan elitisms and rural anti-intellectualism.

We disdain rural elitisms and cosmopolitan anti-intellectualism.

Unlike upper-middle-class white suburbanites, we disdain facile stereotypes.

We disdain Brussels sprouts.

We disdain remunerative labor.

We disdain disdainfulness as being too disdainful.

We sing the downtrodden, the poor, the obscure, our beloved sisters and brothers who are not quite as good as we are.

We sing the forgotten musty corners of Stowe Township.

We sing with words, but not with music, because we are Poets.

We believe that Poetry is too often neglected even in literate circles.

We believe that this is the fault of the System and that guy who runs the bookstore on Craig Street.

We believe that Poetry must be part of the great struggle against the System.

We believe that Poetry must be part of the great struggle against that guy who runs the bookstore on Craig Street.

We believe that a Poem can make a real difference in our lives.

We believe that a Poem can make a real difference in the lives of people who are too stupid to be Poets themselves.

We believe that a Poem is meant to be read.

We believe in Readers.

Someday we hope to meet one.

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