Listen to the poetic groove HERE. !2 below in Baltimore. I stepped into a Kinko's on Charles Street, and was greeted by a poet who welcomed me to his impromptu show by the cash register. I had heart to spare and so I listened, while the poet spoke his peace about a boy who grew up hard with words that bit and rhymes that bit harder than the winter we were all trying to escape. He was good. So I an another listener taking reprieve from the cold gave thanks for his enlightening