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Listen, real poetry doesnt say anything it just ticks off the poss

Listen, real poetry doesnt say anything it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you. – Jim Morrison

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People fear death even more than pain. Its strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend. – Jim Morrison

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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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In fact a lot of them I think are absolute baloney. Those Charles Olsens and people like that. At first I was interested in seeing what they were up to, what they were doing, why they were doing it. They never moved me in the way that one is moved by true poetry. – Norman MacCaig

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Poets are mysterious, but a poet when all is said is not much more mysterious than a banker. – Allen Tate

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