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Poetry uses the hub of a torque converter for a jello mold. - Dian

Poetry uses the hub of a torque converter for a jello mold. – Diane Glancy

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[Poetry] feeds on the purest substance of the sentiments of the soul. It quenches its thirst with a nectar that has no dregs. – Alexandre Vinet (1797–1847)

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When you translate poetry in particular, youre obliged to look at how the writer with whom youre working puts together words, sentences, phrases, the triple tension between the line of verse, the syntax and the sentence. – Marilyn Hacker

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And my father was a comic. He could play any musical instrument. He loved to perform. He was a wonderfully comedic character. He had the ability to dance and sing and charm and analyze poetry. – Lynn Johnston

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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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