Future Poetry
Future Poetry
don't let thought be cloud
old edicts deter the mind
let fly free the words!
-EinStud
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Future Poetry
Future Poetry
don't let thought be cloud
old edicts deter the mind
let fly free the words!
-EinStud
.
blueberry commented on Future Poetry
03-25-2010
03/25/2010
icu2 commented on Future Poetry
03-25-2010
03/25/2010
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.
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