That was what was imparted to me growing up. Do the right thing. Even when you don't feel like
it, even when it's hard. Sometimes you will have to buck the crowd and do something unpopular.
You will be the voice of dissent. You will do it because it's the right thing to do. Nobody said
honor was easy. We can look to others to be our example, but sooner or later you have to stand
up and be counted. Don't take the easy way out. Do what's right. That is honor to me. This is
what I look for in poetry. Does the poem stand up, stand out? Does it avoid the easy ending, the
cliches, and dig deep for what matters? Is it true to itself? Honor matters - in everything.
Constance Brewer, Editor
Gyroscope Review 16-4
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