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Oh love will make a dog howl in rhyme.
Oh love will make a dog howl in rhyme.
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.
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.
It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.
It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.
Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.
Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.
As civilization advances, poetry almost necessarily declines.
As civilization advances, poetry almost necessarily declines.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
The poet is the priest of the invisible.
The poet is the priest of the invisible.
