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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Muse Who Came to Stay</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are the first muse who came to stay.<br>The others began & ended with a wish,<br>or a glance or a kiss between stanzas;<br>the others strode away in the pointed boots of their fear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or were kicked out by the stiletto heels of mine,<br>or merely padded away in bare feet<br>when the ground was too hard or cold<br>or as hot as white sand baked under the noonday sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But you flew in on the wings of your smile,<br>powered by the engine of your cock,<br>driven by your lonely pumping heart,<br>rooted by your arteries to mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We became a tree with a double apical point,<br>reaching equally toward what some call heaven,<br>singing in the wind with our branches,<br>sharing the sap & syrup<br>which makes the trunk grow thick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are seeding the ground with poems & children.<br>We are the stuff of books & new-grown forests.<br>We are renewing the earth with our roots,<br>the air with our pure oxygen songs,<br>the nearby seas with leaves we lose<br>only to grow the greener ones again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I used to leap from tree to tree,<br>speaking glibly of Druids,<br>thinking myself a latter-day dryad,<br>or a wood nymph from the stony city,<br>or some other chimerical creature,<br>conjured in my cheating poet's heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now I stay, knowing the muse is mine,<br>knowing no books will banish him<br>& no off-key songs will drive him away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I being & begin; I whistle in & out of tune.<br>If the ending is near, I do not think of it.<br>If the drought comes, we will make our own rain.<br>If the muse is grounded, I will make him fly,<br>& if he falls, I will catch him in my arms<br>until he flies with me again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a><div class=q>
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The others began & ended with a wish,
or a glance or a kiss between stanzas;
the others strode away in the pointed boots of their fear

or were kicked out by the stiletto heels of mine,
or merely padded awa..."></div>
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