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My friends never talk to me about my poetry because theyre embarra

My friends never talk to me about my poetry because theyre embarrassed that I write it or theyre embarrassed by what I write about which are not such extraordinarily terrifying things, but they are the state of human existence. – Peter Davison

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Poetry was invented as an mnemonic device to enable people to remember their prayers. – Peter Davison

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And there are a lot more people reading poetry, but there are not so many people reading an individual poet. – Peter Davison

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Every so often I find some poems that are too good for the readers of The Atlantic because they are a little too involved with the nature of poetry, as such. – Peter Davison

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Any long work in which poetry is persistent, be it epic or drama or narrative, is really a succession of separate poetic experiences governed into a related whole by an energy distinct from that which evoked them. – John Drinkwater

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Ive been writing a lot of poetry recently. It helps me think and work things out. – Ed Westwick

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I read poetry to save time. – Marilyn Monroe

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