Point Lookout Hall. The poetry booth was out the front of the hall, between the sausages and the Reef Check tents, a perfect intersection of the gustatory and the ecological. That is perhaps the perfect place for poetry. And it seems people want to write it. All that was needed was an invitation. Children and adults, young and old, you wanted to express something about the world and about the Protean tool of words. Thanks to all who contributed.