Accidental poetry

I pulled this quotation from an article I am using for my thesis, and it was extracted in a narrow newspaper article format in such a way that it looks like poetry. And it's about literature! So, in honor of the Poetry Month I didn't celebrate, here you go:

(Mongrel Canons)

When the Canon is 

valued for its western-ness, its purity, we 

wall out other great traditions. This, despite the fact that Achebe or Gabriel García 

Márquez or Toni Morrison or Wole Soyinka or Bei Dao have all folded seamlessly 

into their zealous absorption of European 

and American classics (whether Cervantes, 

Faulkner or whomever) legends from the 

ancestors, oral traditions from indigenous 

predecessors, creation myths, local and 

vernacular literatures, and folk beliefs. In 

short, blind spots appear that are resolved 

only by a global examination of creativity.

Our newest family member, Remi, who is a mongrel if there ever was one. And no, the camera didn't do anything to her eyes. They really are that spooky.