<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459813" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The aged poet. For Kealan if</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When he was young<br>and life was poetry<br>and poetry was life<br>and girls made poetry<br>in his heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he’d showed his poems to<br>an aged poet who<br>was quiet a while then<br>nodded his head and<br>smiled and<br>said ‘keep writing’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and he swore that day<br>as long as he could hold a pen<br>he’d write some sort of poetry</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and so he did and so he did</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and when he was<br>too old to hold a pen<br>he spoke his poetry<br>some say in an Irish pub</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and people came from miles around<br>and said sure it was a t’ousand times<br>better than to read his poems on the page<br>which was itself worth –<br>and that last phrase was poetry<br>for who is not Irish and a poet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and when he was too old<br>to walk down to the pub</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they came and listened<br>at his door and at his window</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and when he was too old to speak<br>they came to see his silence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and left as poets<br>for their head<br>had joined their heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459813" data-title="The aged poet. For Kealan if de Michael Shepherd" data-description="When he was young and life was poetry and poetry was life and girls made poetry in his heart he’d showed his poems to an aged poet who was quiet a while then nodded his head and smiled and said ‘keep writing’ and he swore that day as long ..."></div> </div> </div>

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