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Needing mad helpAre there any people here from Georgia, I need to find a petry spot with open mic, as I have just moved here in Nov. 2008, and have yet to find any people from Georgia on here. |
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.