It didn’t matter what the titles were,
but that I read them
It didn’t matter what the author said,
but that I listened
It didn’t matter that his verse trailed off,
the pages yellow and torn
It didn’t matter that the world forgot
—what one man put to words
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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When I read old books that are largely neglected, I often wonder if I will be the last person ever to pore over a particular line or paragraph. Preserving them on Google books for "data" may make them fodder for algorithms, but does not mean they will be read.
There's so.much undiscovered and unread. 10,000 to 20,000 books get written in America
every month. I wonder how many are read.
Thanks J.
Kurt
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