My Last Comment About Blogrolls (Who is, and Who is Not, On Them)
Given that I am considered an infinitely minor poet, I don't expect to be allowed to hang out with the football team.*
However, if one spends a few semesters quietly setting up projectors and lugging around extension cords, one should at least be permitted to pose for the yearbook with the Audio Visual Helpers Club.
It isn't a matter of claiming someone is your "friend." Or (as a poet) worrying that someone not "cool enough" may claim--in a moment of exuberence or wishful-thinking-- that you are their "friend." Please. In my view, it's about building a sense of community, giving people who are (in my experience) working against great odds for little reward to make something lasting and beautiful, a sense that someone out there understands and appreciates the effort, however "successful" (by the poetry world's standards), one is or is not.
Life is just to short, and the real world too cruel, to act otherwise.
*Or the cheerleaders, for that matter.