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Saturday, December 15, 2012

These Little Ones...

What Threat Are Children?
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GriotPoet
West Fishkill, New York, United States
I was bitten by the mutant X gene that made me haiku at fourteen. I "bubble forth like a fountain" bearing witness to violence in a global Nineveh. I cannot keep my peace unless like Jonah, a leviathan devours me and spits me somewhat digested to your shores from its belly. I'd rather my trips to sea be on cruise ships! I spit because, quite literally: my life depends on it! Griot (gree-O): any of a class of musician-entertainers of western Africa whose performances include tribal histories and genealogies. Poet: Etymology: Middle English, from Middle French poete, from Latin poeta, from Greek poiEtEs maker, poet, from poiein to make; akin to Sanskrit cinoti he gathers, heaps up 1 : one who writes poetry : a maker of verses 2 : one (as a creative artist) of great imaginative and expressive capabilities and special sensitivity to the medium. See: www.m-w.com.
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