Here’s what I’ve been wondering… is it enough to write poetry?
I mean, is it okay to not be an activist in the march-down-the-street-with-a-picket-sign sort of way? To not be writing angry letters to the editor of the local paper? To not be organizing on behalf of the community?
At times, I’m just expressing my little woes and excitements. Or what I notice. Just the small achievements of getting through a day.
And then, dang it, I think yeah, it’s enough.