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"His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow."
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"A poet often lives in an enchanted land where he sees things not with his eyes but with his feelings."
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"Poetry and consumption are the most flattering of diseases."
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"A group of us started a community center in Santa Monica. We've tried different programs, and three have worked really well. A poetry group. Once a week we visit Venice High and talk to girls at risk."
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"I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests."
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"Sometimes poets expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig."
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"He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically."Green grass breaks through snow. Artemis pleads for my help. He grinned at us, waiting for applause. "That last line was four syllables. Artemis said. Apollo frowned. "Was it? "No, no, that's six syllable, hhhm. He started muttering to himself. That's five syllables! He bowed, looking very pleased with himself."
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"Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own."
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"Don't you just love poetry that gives you a crinkly feeling up and down your back?"
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"Writing poems is simply an excuse to remember You."
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"It is the best of all trades, to make songs, and the second best to sing them."
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"His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow."
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"As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too."
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"T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse."
Christian
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