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A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer... He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove read more
A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer... He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring.
Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.
Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.
Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.
Why then we should drop into poetry.
Why then we should drop into poetry.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
morning: that first sapphire dome of glow.
morning: that first sapphire dome of glow.
Doeg, though without knowing how or why,
Made a still a blundering kind of melody;
Spurr'd boldly read more
Doeg, though without knowing how or why,
Made a still a blundering kind of melody;
Spurr'd boldly on, and dash'd through thick and thin,
Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in;
Free from all meaning whether good or bad,
And in one word, heroically mad.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
