NEW YORK — There was expectation in the room that someone would deliver a poem as lovely as a tree. Or not. The expectation was about choosing the worst of the worst — the worst bad poem of the year.
For many, poetry is a form of self-expression, and pen and paper are a chance for escape and daydreams and everything in ...
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