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RE: "Poetry is Dead"

in #poetry6 years ago

They take it to where the poets recite
long train tracks at night
Of the lines of memory of the great ones.

The poetry of the earth is eternal. She loves everyone. It is the most inclusive creation of God and man, based on a fact that can not be undone: physical death. Lots of heart and brain in this creation, friend @mineopoly. Good job, as always!

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He is taken to where the poets recite
Along the railroad tracks at night
From memory lines of the great.

These are the true poets. They have no computer and they have no books. Everything was burned in the fire. They continue walking down abandoned railroad tracks looking back at days passed and moving forward in steps of pilgrimage.

Two Ray Bradburry quotes for free:
1

“We're going to meet a lot of lonely people in the next week and the next month and the next year. And when they ask us what we're doing, you can say, We're remembering. That's where we'll win out in the long run. And someday we'll remember so much that we'll build the biggest goddamn steamshovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in it and cover it up.”

2

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.
It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”

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