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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348243" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Invocation To The Social Muse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Señora, it is true the Greeks are dead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is true also that we here are Americans: <br>That we use the machines: that a sight of the god is unusual: <br>That more people have more thoughts: that there are </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Progress and science and tractors and revolutions and <br>Marx and the wars more antiseptic and murderous <br>And music in every home: there is also Hoover. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Does the lady suggest we should write it out in The Word? <br>Does Madame recall our responsibilities? We are <br>Whores, Fräulein: poets, Fräulein, are persons of </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Known vocation following troops: they must sleep with <br>Stragglers from either prince and of both views. <br>The rules permit them to further the business of neither. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is also strictly forbidden to mix in maneuvers. <br>Those that infringe are inflated with praise on the plazas— <br>Their bones are resultantly afterwards found under newspapers. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Preferring life with the sons to death with the fathers, <br>We also doubt on the record whether the sons <br>Will still be shouting around with the same huzzas— </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For we hope Lady to live to lie with the youngest. <br>There are only a handful of things a man likes, <br>Generation to generation, hungry or </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well fed: the earth’s one: life’s <br>One: Mister Morgan is not one. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>There is nothing worse for our trade than to be in style. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He that goes naked goes further at last than another. <br>Wrap the bard in a flag or a school and they’ll jimmy his <br>Door down and be thick in his bed—for a month: </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Who recalls the address now of the Imagists?) <br>But the naked man has always his own nakedness. <br>People remember forever his live limbs. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They may drive him out of the camps but one will take him. <br>They may stop his tongue on his teeth with a rope’s argument— <br>He will lie in a house and be warm when they are shaking. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Besides, Tovarishch, how to embrace an army? <br>How to take to one’s chamber a million souls? <br>How to conceive in the name of a column of marchers? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The things of the poet are done to a man alone <br>As the things of love are done—or of death when he hears the <br>Step withdraw on the stair and the clock tick only. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neither his class nor his kind nor his trade may come near him <br>There where he lies on his left arm and will die, <br>Nor his class nor his kind nor his trade when the blood is jeering </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And his knee’s in the soft of the bed where his love lies. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remind you, Barinya, the life of the poet is hard— <br>A hardy life with a boot as quick as a fiver: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it just to demand of us also to bear arms?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Archibald+MacLeish">Archibald MacLeish</a><div class=q>
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It is true also that we here are Americans: 
That we use the machines: that a sight of the god is unusual: 
That more people have more thoughts: that there are 

Progress and science and tractors and revo..."></div>
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