July 7, 2011
Guerrilla poetry bomber descends on a Miami thrift store
by Melville House
I had heard of seed bombs through some guerrilla gardening friends of mine but until yesterday I had never heard of a “poetry bomb.” Via Huffington Post, the following video follows Agustina Woodgate as she goes through the aisles of a thrift store sewing bits of poems into the linings of various pieces of clothing.
Let’s hear it for whimsical acts of rebellion that do nothing but make the world a better place for everyone, despite their illegality.
via YouTube
New York taxi drivers read their poetry at PEN World Voices Festival 
Sing-along Moby-Dick 
Poetry in your pocket 
Robots not replacing humankind, just writing haikus for Tumblr 
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This is a legal action (at least I’ve never been arrested for it) I take in coffee shops when people start talking too loud, or even whispering, on cell phones and disturbing my reading. I merely start reading whatever is in front of me out loud. Hey, Paul Krugman, Kate Walbert or Roberto Bolano are far more interesting than the telling of someone I can’t see what someone I don’t know is chewing at that particular moment.
This is a legal action (at least I’ve never been arrested for it) I take in coffee shops when people start talking too loud, or even whispering, on cell phones and disturbing my reading. I merely start reading whatever is in front of me out loud. Hey, Paul Krugman, Kate Walbert or Roberto Bolano are far more interesting than the telling of someone I can’t see what someone I don’t know is chewing at that particular moment.
This is a legal action (at least I’ve never been arrested for it) I take in coffee shops when people start talking too loud, or even whispering, on cell phones and disturbing my reading. I merely start reading whatever is in front of me out loud. Hey, Paul Krugman, Kate Walbert or Roberto Bolano are far more interesting than the telling of someone I can’t see what someone I don’t know is chewing at that particular moment.
This is a legal action (at least I’ve never been arrested for it) I take in coffee shops when people start talking too loud, or even whispering, on cell phones and disturbing my reading. I merely start reading whatever is in front of me out loud. Hey, Paul Krugman, Kate Walbert or Roberto Bolano are far more interesting than the telling of someone I can’t see what someone I don’t know is chewing at that particular moment.