Still the Poetry
Still, the poetry
From where doeth it come.
But cometh it does.
Till I come,
It reaches me.
Forevermore
And then the same.
Doeth it reach you?
Steven Bassett
Facebook September 29, 2016
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“Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.” ― William Butler Yeats
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I love to collect thoughts. I would love to collect some of yours, if they are mindful and respectable.