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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351269" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Madmen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say you can jinx a poem<br>if you talk about it before it is done.<br>If you let it out too early, they warn,<br>your poem will fly away,<br>and this time they are absolutely right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take the night I mentioned to you<br>I wanted to write about the madmen,<br>as the newspapers so blithely call them,<br>who attack art, not in reviews,<br>but with breadknives and hammers<br>in the quiet museums of Prague and Amsterdam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Actually, they are the real artists,<br>you said, spinning the ice in your glass.<br>The screwdriver is their brush.<br>The real vandals are the restorers,<br>you went on, slowly turning me upside-down,<br>the ones in the white doctor's smocks<br>who close the wound in the landscape,<br>and thus ruin the true art of the mad.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched my poem fly down to the front<br>of the bar and hover there<br>until the next customer walked in--<br>then I watched it fly out the open door into the night<br>and sail away, I could only imagine,<br>over the dark tenements of the city.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All I had wished to say<br>was that art was also short,<br>as a razor can teach with a slash or two,<br>that it only seems long compared to life,<br>but that night, I drove home alone<br>with nothing swinging in the cage of my heart<br>except the faint hope that I might<br>catch a glimpse of the thing<br>in the fan of my headlights,<br>maybe perched on a road sign or a street lamp,<br>poor unwritten bird, its wings folded,<br>staring down at me with tiny illuminated eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Billy+Collins">Billy Collins</a><div class=q>
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If you let it out too early, they warn,
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and this time they are absolutely right.

Take the night I mentioned to you
I wanted to write about the madmen,
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