“Dear PoP,
On 12th St NE, on the west side of the block between E and F, there is a house that has set up a small wooden case facing the sidewalk in which they display poetry for passersby to stop and read. I’m not sure if they change the poem every day, but it seems to change fairly often, as I’ve spent a lot of time on that block in recent months. It’s really a lovely little touch.”
Awesome!
