well, hi there!
greetings from the Poetic Vortex.
for those of you not familiar with the Poetic Vortex of Worcester, here in the Poets’ Asylum it was our many-years-ago name for the phenomenon that led to so many poets over the years moving here — usually for a short time, sometimes longer.
the vortex has taken on new meaning lately.
let’s describe the west side of Vernon Hill, a tangled neighborhood of narrow streets and three-deckers.
let’s zero in on one small patch of the hill.
in one apartment:
chryslerpoet*
badgary
wormtown_mensch
two doors down:
about a block and half away:
and next door to them:
So not only has the vortex reformed, it is smaller and more concentrated than before.
all your poets are belong … eh. even i’m not that cheesy.
*for those not keeping up: i’m separated from my wife. it’s just what is. onward.

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