I still remember a poem I saw on a Vancouver bus as a kid. I think it went, The summer that I was nine Could there have only been one summer that I was nine? It was a good poem, and it made a daft young man standing on a bus think about life in a different way vancouversun.com/news/poetry-...
Poetry in motion: TransLink ending popular Poetry in Transit program in 2027
'Looking at a poem is like looking at a puppy, you can't hate it. It's not doing anything wrong' — Elee Kraljii Gardiner, Vancouver's poet laureate
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