You see your world in it.
Something in it rings true.
You know nothing about
The person who wrote it,
So you look the name up.
You don’t like what you find.
This person was not good—
Maybe bad behaviors,
Maybe awful habits,
Maybe offensive creeds,
Maybe part of a group
You code as enemies
Of your group, groups like yours—
So now what do you do?
How bad could someone be,
When the writing is good?
How good could writing be,
If the person who wrote
All that good stuff is bad?
How good or bad are you
For reading and liking?
You know you’re predisposed
To admire writing more
When you feel good about
Admiring the writer,
And it’s nothing to do
With the particular
Ways you parse bad and good.
Hero writers for some
Are outlaws to others,
If not outright loathsome.
You must choose carefully,
Until you trust yourself
Not to mistakenly
Like someone you don’t like.
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