Does it come down to this: They are for rugged individualism while somos para la comunidad mundial, the human family at its most basic unit.
It’s National Poetry Writing Month. Yup. NaPoWriMo to those tortured folk who just love to churn, churn, churn words until something happens. Not only is it National Poetry Month but I wrote a poem! The first one in years. Okay it was a few poems and none finished or worth returning to but the dam is burst and I, for one, welcome the flood. To borrow Lucille’s words, “won’t you celebrate with me”?