1. Poetry sticks around. For a long, long time.
WHAT DO JIM MORRISON, ARTHUR RIMBAUD, AND THE 2019 THE NEW YORK CITY POETRY FESTIVAL HAVE IN COMMON?
The very fact of taking place is something to celebrate. To exceed existence or being, but only marginally. To dwell in our edges and crevices: the fold of a page, the frame of a canvas. Here, things happen. They happen because they begin to take on a strange, distinct life of their own, unplanned and voluptuous births seeping forth to make the shape of art.