Crimson light flooded the balcony windows as the 6 A. M. June sun rose behind the silhouette of Etna. The kitchen table in the dig house bustled with an eclectic group of researchers, volunteers, and budding archaeologists from scattered origins in Europe and America. Fresh from the stove, two aluminum espresso pots steamed on clay tiles and filled the air with the rich, acrid scent of coffee. After breakfast, we loaded ourselves, the GIS surveying equipment, and water bidone into the back of two rental cars to start digging for the day before 7:00 AM.
Authors have websites, but it's much more common to find a poet's Poets.org, Poetry Foundation, or even faculty pages before their own site. So my question: poets, why do you hate websites?
It's not hard! We owe it to ourselves to have content available online in a centralized hub listing publications, articles, a biography, etc.