Gateway to Another Dimension

"YOUR DOORWAY TO THE WORLD" it said - but something had happened in that world.

Tourists passing through the dimensional portal found not Disneyland-X, Disney's first extra dimensional resort, nor a poolside bar where quaintly costumed crustaceans served drinks with little paper umbrellas, but only a wasteland of tumbled bricks.

Something had gone terribly wrong.

What is poetry?

Emily Dickinson wrote:

"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?"

Yes. Yes there is. When poetry works for me the hairs on my arms literally stand on end. This has always been the most reliable test for me.

It may be that I am hairier than Emily Dickinson ever was.