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Keep the Old and Ring in the New
| It is one week after the Christmas holiday and I suspect that the Internet is going to be flocked with thousands of new users world wide. A percentage of them are going to be Poetry People. They are going to be passionately surfing the World Wide Web reading posted Poetry and getting acquainted with the Poet-Web-Author. They will sign guestbooks, sign up for Poetry Newsgroups, and eventually they will post their first poem online. | 
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Today belongs to the New Poetry People of the Internet. This is their first year. These are their first baby steps. Here they will hold hands with the veteran poets and learn about computers and posting
poetry.
They will eventually learn how to make their first website.
I remember
that too! My best Internet friend, Liz, was afraid she
would insult me if she offered to help me with my site. I was actually desperate for help and I am sure it showed. Today, I will help someone
else build a site. I am not alone. Hundreds of poets who will be
helping the New Poetry People of the Internet. We will
invite them to our sites. We will answer their questions. We will assure
and reassure them that it is okay to join us and become part of
something that is both awesome and spectacular.
We will help them dare to find the dreams that we know exist: Dreams that are bigger than they could imagine; dreams that are
bigger than New York, and even larger than the United States. Dreams
that encompass our world. Our dreams and their dreams of becoming someone known for a special way with words. Dreams of our words being circulated and passed down for generations to come.
We dream of our words being passed down because the words say
something important to someone important. Poets and Readers alike
declare through their actions that Poetry survives. It survives wars. It endures romances. Poetry is immortal and it outlives death. It repeatedly breathes new life. Poetry has endured print and will survive the Internet, the entire World Wide thing.
