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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369290" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Canadian's Poem(1)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">and what, after all, <br>was so wrong <br>with simple rhyme</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and quaint folk<br>ballads of love? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">have poets often<br>not been first<br>burst to spot</div><div style="margin:10px 0">shape still forming from ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dipped diamond-tipped pens<br>in pools of time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">stirring up<br>currents of insights</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that grew, in course<br>of time to waves? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">do we not<br>compose, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">solely for handfuls<br>of loyal listeners</div><div style="margin:10px 0">bubblings up wellsprings, <br>words</div><div style="margin:10px 0">meant merely to delight<br>and entertain the mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">moving heart to very muscle? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but what have all these labours<br>by we self-confessed saviours, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the 'unacknowledged legislators<br>of the world'*<br>produced? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a laugh or two? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">maybe even a few<br>bucks on the side? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a moment's pride? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">lifetimes<br>brain-busting<br>heart-burst ing<br>outpourings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">measuring, <br>on balance, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">about a penny each? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">yet still poets<br>ply trade<br>reporting, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as is calling, <br>pivot points of day-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so what can<br>such a minute<br>band of misfits, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">forever at odds<br>with every era</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do but<br>lift up<br>unheard voices</div><div style="margin:10px 0">on behalf of<br>voiceless humanity? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">*Percy Bysshe Shelley: A Defence of Poetry; 1821</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Doug+Bentley">Doug Bentley</a><div class=q>
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was so wrong 
with simple rhyme

and quaint folk
ballads of love? 

have poets often
not been first
burst to spot

shape still forming from ground

dipped diamond-tipped pens
in pools of time

stirring up
currents of insights..."></div>
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