|Carl Spitzweg, The Poor Poet|
I mentioned some weeks ago that a short story of mine was published by a Canadian lit zine called The Puritan. Its hardworking editors just unveiled a new and improved version of their blog, The Town Crier, and I was struck by a quip from a short interview with poet Souvankham Thammavongsa posted just a few days ago:
Tell us the best thing you’ve read lately, or a poet you’re jealous of, or a poem you wish you wrote.
I am not jealous of poets because the stakes in poetry are so low. What I am jealous of is the person who doesn’t write poetry. You have the freedom to believe that what you are doing matters to the world. I’m jealous of that freedom.