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  • New Genesis (Chapter 1)

    The world ended...billions left...those who remained had their past taken from them...and out of the ashes, an empire arose.

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The idea that a poem was a made thing stayed with me, and I decided then that I wanted to be an artist, not just a diarist. So I put myself through a kind of apprenticeship in writing poetry, and I understood even then that my practice as a poet was deeply related to my reading.
— Edward Hirsch