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The Willow Song

Book by Laura Chouette · 10 quotes · Contemporary Poetry, Poetry, Romanticism

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“Poem with Adjustments And I write out of worry,
I write out of fear,
I write for writing's sake,
And I drown in between these motives. I become a poet,
I become a lover,
I become a human, And still, I seek to become a writer. I become still in the seeking.”

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“All The Ink I Wasted All the ink I wasted
Climbing up ivory pages and cursive titles
Of whoever asked to buy and sell -
Words and souls and hope and pain. All the nights I spent
Crying out to the world what I thought
Or blaming myself for not hearing back -
Worlds are crashing inside myself. All the fights I fought
Calming my strife to succeed and feel
Overwhelming hopes and dreams in spare -
Wondering if I write my fate or dare to seal. All the wasted words
Counting each number up I tried to spell
Only to be reminded of despair once again -
Worth is nothing nowadays with a price to sell.”

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“What Other Can a Man Lay but Tragedy? What other can a man lay but tragedy?
No other thing would be ripe in time. Grief is a flower that blooms often,
And sorrow is the rain that waters it sometimes. Each man reaps what he once sows—
With pain, and some with bitter ease. The sky above every head of gloom
Grows thicker with clouds and earthly deeds. The field does not bloom in summer
But on the last day of every man's each.”

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