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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=487145" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Did You Think That Poetry Is Always Better Written?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Contented with the plots<br>Sagging surges<br> soothing<br>In the movement of the minds<br>Some friends write<br>Thinking that poetry<br>Must be an art<br>For their<br>Therapeutic consumption<br>Of for its own<br>Sake pursued, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A friend writes poems<br>And tells me to read all<br>Of them, and I can<br>Always say<br>She has concentrated<br>On some poesies<br>Not on heresies<br>Of her life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I told her<br>Poetry is an art<br>And it is life <br>Itself moving<br>Inside our hearts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Albeit, <br>I like a certain thing about this<br>Albert, <br>And Socrates<br>Who never wrote a line<br>But just spoke them<br>That<br>There is something sickening about<br>The usual intimacies towards<br>Words and phrases</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes on days when <br>I do not write<br>But just stand and stare<br>And listen<br>Without words spoken</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Writing transforms at its best<br>Without my mind <br>Doing it. It is more of living<br>About living<br>And not drying, dying writing<br>As it used to be.<br>And my life is full.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=487145" data-title="Did You Think That Poetry Is Always Better Written? de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="Contented with the plots Sagging surges soothing In the movement of the minds Some friends write Thinking that poetry Must be an art For their Therapeutic consumption Of for its own Sake pursued, A friend writes poems And tells me to read all O..."></div> </div> </div>
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