Reading everyone's reassesment of what it means to attend (or not attend) the AWP Conference, and the discussion of whether there ought to be a different, "more pure" alternative, made me think of this from Laurie Scheck's poem
The Inn, from her book
The Willow Grove (Alfred A. Knopf, 1996):
If this is the world, we must find some way
to belong to it.
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