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Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme?
Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread,
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Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme?
Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread,
By winding myrtle round your ruin'd shed?
You speak
As one who fed on poetry.
You speak
As one who fed on poetry.
I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a read more
I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.
The finest poetry was first experience.
The finest poetry was first experience.
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.
For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.
For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.
Each word bears its weight, so you have to read my poems quite slowly.
Each word bears its weight, so you have to read my poems quite slowly.
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.
Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.