MOI EVEN PREVENTS A NUCLEAR WASTELAND!!

MARK YOUNG WRITES IN, SECONDLY:

In her new, autobiographical sequence of poems, There are Six Trillion Peeps in the World of Whom Only Two Haven’t Dreamt of Sleeping With Me, & I’m Having Lunch with the Dear Leader Kim Jong-il Later on Today, Eileen Tabios expands & expounds upon what must be her millionth new poetical form, the Fibo(na)cci.

All the poems bar one contain only the single letter -- or is it word -- I, arranged in many different ways. Bold, capitalised, italicised, sub- & superscripted, repeated, underlined, crossed out. The exception is the final poem, in which she returns to that original form she invented all those years ago.

Even
Moi ends
with an I.