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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459878" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To a fellow poet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What can I give you – <br>for only giving can I think of, <br>in this dark season of the year <br>which needs no festive name, to name the need… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">this dark season, when hearts yearn <br>for all that’s bright, and warm, and love.. <br>what can I give you, at this time? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I give you – music… music, heard <br>outside the heart’s dark winter door <br>to say, that all’s not lost; all’s never lost; <br>there’s music still and always, through the door… <br>you’ll hear, and know yourself to be that all… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I give you – laughter… laughter, on the face <br>of strangers, as you open that dark door; <br>strangers who laughing turn to you <br>and share their laughter and a proffered hand; <br>a room of laughter shared with you, illusions laughed away… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As poet gives to poet, these I give you; <br>they are – but poetry; <br>as poetry, may live. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">* </div><div style="margin:10px 0">[occasioned by discussion of ‘the three persons’ in poetry: <br>the confessional poetry of ‘I’; <br>the poetry that speaks and gives to ‘you’; <br>and the poetry of he, she, it, they – of universal truth..]</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>
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for only giving can I think of, 
in this dark season of the year 
which needs no festive name, to name the need… 

this dark season, when hearts yearn 
for all that’s bright, and warm, and love.. 
what can I give you, ..."></div>
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