Anyone?

Is there anyone poetic, poetishicle, poem-linking, poembombish, etc. NOT going south to wear pajamas amidst the insiders?

Are there other left-asides being left aside, aside from this bright one?

Austin's too full of Texas, anyways. Poems can pom-pom elsewheres. So, too, poets.

In the Dickinsonian oracle, poets need not meet or meat in Texas.

Great Streets of silence led away
To Neighborhoods of Pause -
Here was no Notice - no Dissent
No Universe - No Laws

By Clocks, 'Twas Morning, and for Night
The Bells at Distance called -
But Epoch had no basis here
For Period exhaled.
(E. Dickinson, 1166)