Once a year we gather

🌎 worldwide 🌎

Connected by internet and wifi

 

Armed with our tools

Fingers that strike keyes

Pens that bleed ink

 

We shed our words

These thoughts and feelings

Memories reeling

 

Exposing our seams

Through this poetic community

 

We hold space

For what was, hoping

For what comes

 

Yearning to be seen

Longing to be read

What we mark

Between the lines

 

Is what we poets love