Dead Idols
Talking to one of my fellow classmates, she says
She saw one of her favorite poets the other day
at the museum.
I reply, "I envy you.
You get to meet your favorite poet in person;
All my idols are dead."
Dead Idols
Talking to one of my fellow classmates, she says
She saw one of her favorite poets the other day
at the museum.
I reply, "I envy you.
You get to meet your favorite poet in person;
All my idols are dead."
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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