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short poem [Jul. 22nd, 2004|09:39 am]
The {{Sadly}} Still Nameless JC Poetry Club
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here is a short little poem by emily dickinson. (a.k.a one of the best female poets EVER)

To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee -

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From: horseradishplum
2004-07-22 07:49 pm (UTC)
i don't think that you are going to get those back.

if we listen to the words of ms. dickinson, then when we are lifeguarding the summer sky is our poetry. and that should keep us going through the pain.
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[User Picture]From: __purelifebliss
2004-07-22 08:26 pm (UTC)
I understand exactly what she means in saying that.
True poems always flee. It's the basic struggle of my...
existance? At least my existance in trying so hard to be a poet.
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[User Picture]From: __purelifebliss
2004-07-24 04:49 pm (UTC)
Have I ever mentioned that Emily and I share a birthday?
December 10th. I just remembered that.
Hah. We rule.
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