The spectacle vs. the poem
The spectacle comes out shooting with all its artillery
ablaze. The poem whispers its way to the heart and the mind.
The spectacle is full of sound, color and smoke. The poem
offers rhythm, metaphor and voice.
The spectacle is soon over, leaving only echoes. The poem
embeds itself.
The spectacle is remembered as nostalgia. The poem endures
as itself.
The spectacle is meant to seduce. The poem is meant to
enlighten.
The spectacle needs a crowd. The poem needs only an
attentive ear.
The spectacle is a distraction. The poem is a necessity.
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