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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesic

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. – Robert Frost

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Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market. – Robert Frost

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I never dared to be radical when young for fear it would make me conservative when old. – Robert Frost

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Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things. – Robert Frost

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How does one happen to write a poem: where does it come from? That is the question asked by the psychologists or the geneticists of poetry. – Allen Tate

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I never really liked poetry readings I liked to read poetry by myself, but I liked singing, chanting my lyrics to this jazz group. – Leonard Cohen

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Poetry is frosted fire. – J. Patrick Lewis, www.jpatricklewis.com

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Its something we, guys, have all done. Made tapes for girls, trying to impress them, to meet them on a shared plane of aesthetics. Read them someone elses poetry because they do poetry better than you could do it, because youre too awkward to do it. – John Cusack

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