The poet is like the prince of clouds Who haunts the tempest and laughs at the archer; Exiled on the ground in the midst of jeers, His giant wings prevent him from walking. – Charles Baudelaire
I published, privately, a collection of my serious poetry I had written over the years. I only published 50 copies, which I gave to friends, in a special deluxe edition. It was ridiculously expensive but Im glad that I did it. – Tom Glazer
![[P]oetry shares our misery, it is agitated with all our uneasiness](/quote/oetry-shares-misery-agitated-with-uneasiness.jpg "[P]oetry shares our misery, it is agitated with all our uneasiness")
