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The sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother, And every song-bird shout awhile for her; But we are gifted, even in November Rawest of seasons, with so huge a sense Of Her nakedly worn magnificence We forget cruelty and past betrayal, Heedless of where the next bright bolt may fall.

Robert Graves

There is no such thing as good writing, only good rewriting.
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Goodness Poet Writing
Though philosophers like to define poetry as irrational fancy, for us it is practical, humorous, reasonable way of being ourselves.
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Fancy Ourselves Philosopher Poetry Practice
If I were a young man With my bones full of marrow, Oh, if I were a bold young man Straight as an arrow, I’d store up no virtue For Heaven’s distant plain, I’d live at ease as I did please And sin once again.
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Arrow Concur Heaven Knowledge Literature Man Masterwork Men Power Writing
Truth-loving Persians do not dwell upon The trivial skirmish fought near Marathon.
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Exact Genuine Health Marathon Men Motivation One Liner Race True Truth
One gets to the heart of the matter by a series of experiences in the same pattern, but in different colors.
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Color Experience Heart Oneself Pattern
But that so many scholars are barbarians does not much matter so long as a few of them are ready to help with their specialized knowledge the few independent thinkers, that is to say the poets, who try to to keep civilization alive.
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Civilization Help Independent Poet Scholar Specialization Thinking
Every fairy child may keep Two strong ponies and ten sheep; All have houses, each his own, Built of brick or granite stone; They live on cherries, they run wild I’d love to be a Fairy’s child.
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If I were a girl, I’d despair. The supply of good women far exceeds that of the men who deserve them.
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Accept Becoming Girl Good Honor Life Mind Perfect Perfection Respect Woman Women
If I thought that any poem of mine could have been written by anyone else, either a contemporary or a forerunner, I should suppress it with a blush; and I should do the same if I ever found I were imitating myself. Every poem should be new, unexpected, inimitable, and incapable of being parodied.
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Blow Champion Hobby Idea Reading Reward Talk Unexpected Wind Won Writing
When I’m killed, don’t think of me Buried there in Cambrin Wood, Nor as in Zion think of me With the Intolerable Good. And there’s one thing that I know well, I’m damned if I’ll be damned to Hell!
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Goodness Hell Kill Myself Thinking Tolerance
As you are woman, so be lovely: As you are lovely, so be various, Merciful as constant, constant as various, So be mine, as I yours for ever.
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Love Mercy Myself Woman
Marriage, like money, is still with us; and, like money, progressively devalued.
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Easy Family Funny Life Marriage Precious Time Together Trust Witty World
Every fairy child may keep Two strong ponies and ten sheep; All have houses, each his own, Built of brick or granite stone; They live on cherries, they run wild I’d love to be a Fairy’s child.
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Attack Bells Children Consequence Foam History Humanity Kingdom Rule Running Sanity Slave Strong
Myths are seldom simple, and never irresponsible.
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Death Exact Genuine Irresponsible Men Motivation Myth One Liner Simple True Truth
This seems to me a philosophical question, and therefore irrelevant, question. A poet’s destiny is to love.
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Beautiful Destiny Impress Impressive Noble Philosophical Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
Anthropologists are a connecting link between poets and scientists; though their field-work among primitive peoples has often made them forget the language of science.
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Connect Experiment Field Language Link Motivation Poet Practical Risk Scientist Success Theory

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