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Poetry lies its way to the truth. - John Ciardi

Poetry lies its way to the truth. – John Ciardi

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What has any poet to trust more than the feel of the thing? Theory concerns him only until he picks up his pen, and it begins to concern him again as soon as he lays it down. – John Ciardi

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Trust
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Every parent is at some time the father of the unreturned prodigal, with nothing to do but keep his house open to hope. – John Ciardi

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dad
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You dont have to suffer to be a poet adolescence is enough suffering for anyone. – John Ciardi

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However, poetry does not live solely in books or in school anthologies. – Eugenio Montale

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More people than ever are slowly but surely turning their ears toward poetry. – Saul Williams

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Ive already written 300 space poems. But I look upon my ultimate form as being a poetic prose. When you read it, it appears to be prose, but within the prose you have embedded the techniques of poetry. – Story Musgrave

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Poetry has the virtue of being able to say twice as much as prose in half the time, and the drawback, if you do not give it your full attention, of seeming to say half as much in twice the time. – Christopher Fry

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I was always interested in French poetry sort of as a sideline to my own work, I was translating contemporary French poets. That kind of spilled out into translation as a way to earn money, pay for food and put bread on the table. – Paul Auster

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