I posted one of my favorite Ron Padgett poems on Twitter a few days ago and a man I don’t follow went out of his way to tell me that I was “unread” and “obviously haven’t read much poetry” because “Padgett is irrelevant.” He then tweeted me a half dozen long, presumably more important poems, most of them from poets I’d heard of, but none that I bothered to read.
Several times a day I want to put a pixelated arm around a digital stranger and say, “My god, who did this to you? Who gave you these bad ideas? You know it doesn’t have to be this way, right? This way you’re thinking… it’s not really real. Come over here and take a seat. Here is the land where we read whatever we want and we like what we like and we don’t tweet nastiness to strangers. Have some punch and a cookie. Do you feel better?”