We've been there on World Wars, it's time for World Party I.
The category "Women Poets" is bizarre and irrelevant. It's a subcategory of Poets, but there is not a "Men Poets" category.
Ideals do exist, the rest is just temporary interruption.
Events, time, forms, all propel the inner plot within each of us.
I consider myself more exportant than important.
Truth may sometimes hurt, but delusion harms.