Poetry is everywhere. Catch yourself looking and you will find it, just as you sometimes notice a flock of pigeons flying over the roof of your favorite Vietnamese restaurant in the International District. Then you start to wonder, where do those pigeons live? What do the rock doves–another name for the same bird–actually eat? How do they not succumb to all that traffic exhaust? And how in the heck do they fly together in such twisting and turning tight formations? Well, poetry cannot answer everything, but it does get us wondering and paying attention a little more. I am hoping Thermal Pigeons
may help you notice some of the great poetry and art around in our world today. Check it out. Subscribe. Write and wander. Chase the pigeons.