Not that I’ve been following the show, but the finale of the Bachelorette shows that you don’t have to be very good to get some benefit out of writing poetry. Good for him.

And a nice poem:


One thought of integrity
wants it to be
an intrinsic, indestructible me, a one and only–

but misses it’s one
into which all has gone
and from which all has come–

cannot look back,
see the star’s, the square’s lack,
the interminable circle surrounds the fact.

— Robert Creeley

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