WHAT IS THE GRASS?
Walt Whitman has no answer, and then too many answers to this essential question in regard to poetic and literary endeavors. We further continue our poetic journey with postulations of life because all of us are in a continual transcendence of our own revelations. That is the nature of growth. Eventually, we hope to pick up where Whitman left off in our discussion on the nature of reading, writing, and appreciating literary arts. Is the reason we write to clear our conscience? Or perhaps it is to escape it? While many poets have written on the subject, we would like to postulate with a contemporary consciousness, the essential question of why we write literature, why we read literature, and ultimately, what literature can achieve for our fellows and ourselves.