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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539347" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After Arguing Against The Contention That Art Must Come From Discontent</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whispering to each handhold, “I'll be back,” <br>I go up the cliff in the dark. One place <br>I loosen a rock and listen a long time <br>till it hits, faint in the gulf, but the rush <br>of the torrent almost drowns it out, and the wind— <br>I almost forgot the wind: it tears at your side <br>or it waits and then buffets; you sag outward. . . . </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I remember they said it would be hard. I scramble <br>by luck into a little pocket out of <br>the wind and begin to beat on the stones <br>with my scratched numb hands, rocking back and forth <br>in silent laughter there in the dark— <br>“Made it again!” Oh how I love this climb! <br>—the whispering to stones, the drag, the weight <br>as your muscles crack and ease on, working <br>right. They are back there, discontent, <br>waiting to be driven forth. I pound <br>on the earth, riding the earth past the stars: <br>“Made it again! Made it again!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Stafford">William Stafford</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=539347" data-title="After Arguing Against The Contention That Art Must Come From Discontent de William Stafford" data-description="Whispering to each handhold, “I'll be back,” I go up the cliff in the dark. One place I loosen a rock and listen a long time till it hits, faint in the gulf, but the rush of the torrent almost drowns it out, and the wind— I almost forgo..."></div> </div> </div>
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