HOMER WAS BLIND BUT COULD SEE GRANDNESS OR, THE MUSE IN A DAY WHEN THE GRAND CANYON IS “MEDIOCRE CANYON” AND TAJ MAHAL AND GREAT WALL OF CHINA ARE “DISAPPOINTING”

A radio show that ponders and bounces rating systems as we traverse our world. What do we bring to the table of life? And if marvelosity is “not a word” then how do we know what it means? Because you know what it means, and that’s why this show is for you, dear listener, dedicated to your appetite for what is grand in the day, and how do I know this? Because you are taking your time, your “one wild and precious life,” as Mary Oliver calls it, to listen to a show about poetry, the way in which we humans have always made something out of what there is to see, and messed with language and ways to express our world to do justice to this gift of consciousness and vision. You join me in slowing down for our PoetrySlowDown, when we “make the morning last,” in Simon and Garfunkle’s “59 St Bridge Song,” where the Muse is everywhere they look: “hello lamppost, whatcha knowin? I’ve come to watch your flowers growin, aint ya got no rhymes for me, doot-in doo-doo, feeling groovy.”

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