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Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
The job of the poet is to render the world--to see it and report it without loss, without perversion. No read more
The job of the poet is to render the world--to see it and report it without loss, without perversion. No poet ever talks about feelings. Only sentimental people do.
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
When the brain gets as dry as an empty nut,
When the reason stands on its squarest toes,
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When the brain gets as dry as an empty nut,
When the reason stands on its squarest toes,
When the mind (like a beard) has a "formal cut,"--
There is a place and enough for the pains of prose;
But whenever the May-blood stires and glows,
And the young year draws to the "golden prime,"
And Sir Romeo sticks in his ear a rose,--
Then hey! for the ripple of laughing rhyme!
Poetry is plucking at the heartstrings, and making music with them.
Poetry is plucking at the heartstrings, and making music with them.
For me, poetry is an impish attempt to paint the colour of the wind.
For me, poetry is an impish attempt to paint the colour of the wind.
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.