Last night there was a poetry jam in the White House. Or something like that. And while some folks weren't impressed ("That did not save poetry in America," Slog's Paul Constant wrote after the event), I am. I mean, sure, James Earl Jones reading Othello was creepy. But people were reading poetry in the White House. At an event hosted and attended by the President and First Lady.
“We’re here to celebrate the power of words and music to help us appreciate beauty and also to understand pain," Obama said.
What? A president that cares about the arts? Hells, yes. I'll take it.
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