Spread poetry

There are those who say that if everyone listened to Bach's music, there would be peace within each of us and consequently throughout the world. I believe that reading and perhaps even writing poems highlights the beautiful side of the world. Reading a poem opens our hearts, awakens sleepy emotions, rinses away the superfluous and distractions, plunges us into the here and now, the only moment that really exists, and we seem to just have fallen in love. And you know, falling in love turns on the light in our eyes and makes us beautiful like we were wearing a sparkling evening dress. It also pushes us beyond judgment, beyond good and bad, towards beauty. Let's see the beauty: the world is full of it.

To make sure that the poetry reaches many many people, we can write them on recycled paper and hang them on trees, put them in the flap of the bus automats, we put them under the windscreen wipers of the cars, we print them on a shirt that we then wear, we hang them on balloons full of helium, we hang them on the notice boards of the house where we live, we hide them between the pages of a book taken from the library or under the pasta box at Coop, in the pants sold in department stores, or write it on a paper boat put in a puddle after a rainy day.

Let's spread poems. Let's sow it around us like seeds flying towards a fertile ground.