Making Poetry Cool Again
They’ve been making poetry cool again,
again. Poetry is hot, right now, they say.
It’s been stuttering the radars of journalists
with Sunday column inches to write, again.
Trowels in hand, they excavate to reveal
its meteoric rise. Report its unreported
power, appreciate it’s underappreciated
patchwork grey of history, recent evolution
and the foot-stomping future it’s gained, again.
This poem previously appeared on my Instagram account: