I THOUGHT THE POET I thought the poet’s job was to bring attention to beauty to write of tender buds in a sheltered glen to praise the bringing of life to precious children I thought expressing joy and hope was the poet’s duty. In school they praised the masters of rhythm, imagery and line who... Sign in to see full entry.
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