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Ars Poetica

You are a poet, I am often told, because your words speak directly to lover and beloved.

But, I reply, a poet must separate himself from love to look for meaning.

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Perhaps he still sows, sprays, flings words and letters with his fingers from an inner thirst.

Perhaps he burns with love, ardent as any lover, but his eye is impartial.

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