4.25.2016

Ars Poetica

it is addressed thusly:
A thought.
it reads:
We should stray not too far
In our wandering star to star
From the song which sounded first
And brought us to poetry's door
Awake with an unknown thirst
We knew that we must have more;

Can we sing all that we have spoke
And can we sleep once we've awoke--
And known the confluence of sound
And thought which made it true--
Not empty speech we had found
Once-heard, we then always knew?

So turn again, men of song
And you will have done no wrong
With rhythm you must count in time
Mere sentiment will only mar
Distill not away simple rhyme
From this then, stray not too far.

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