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More people than ever are slowly but surely turning their ears toward poetry.
My father's a preacher my mother's a teacher thus I rhyme.
I think we fool ourselves and really negate a great deal of history if we...
I was always making up rhymes. But I never thought that poetry would become...
Who writes poetry imbibes honey from the poisoned lips of life.
My opinion is that a poet should express the emotion of all the ages and...
I write poetry in order to live more fully.
