Poetry is a kind of refined consciousness.
It shines a light on unfamiliar particulars.
Poetry cuts through the crude machinery of now.
It is akin to vintage wine: it matures with time.
Poetry quickens the senses and delights the soul.
It is everything and nothing. It is paradoxical.
Poetry is an exploration of the kingdom of the mind.
Its symbols span the centuries and many lifetimes.
Poetry is a turning away from the amorphous crowd.
It is best composed in the deep silence of solitude.
Poetry at its finest provides a voice for the voiceless.
In the ragged realms of night, it is a constant source of solace.
O may sweet poetry always burn brightly throughout the ages,
In spite of the dark powers that strive in vain to bring it down.
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