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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Poetry In The Heart Of Hazel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">far in the hills of cancainap<br>she feels poetry like the winds of the mountain<br>like the forest trees<br>and she writes them line to line<br>each syllable keeps on dripping<br>like the raindrops from the <br>roof to her footsteps</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have read what she sends me<br>day by day through the internet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i could have told her that the metaphors<br>are still looking for her because she did not put them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i didn't. Finally i did not tell her. In her lines i have seen<br>how her heart is burning like the wildfires in the forest<br>and no kind of criticism has the right to put it off.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know, perhaps after four summers, she and her metaphors<br>soon shall meet. And there will be a big feast. <br>A truce, perhaps between feeling and discipline.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Art is always a patient listener </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in such slow<br>touches and brushes it paints more beautifully<br>than the warm hands of reality.</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=495001" data-title="The Poetry In The Heart Of Hazel de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="far in the hills of cancainap she feels poetry like the winds of the mountain like the forest trees and she writes them line to line each syllable keeps on dripping like the raindrops from the roof to her footsteps i have read what she sends me ..."></div> </div> </div>
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