A Poem Holds Your Hand
A poem holds your hand
It whispers come gather
These windblown, fruits
Eat of this sun's lather.
The bee stamens sting,
Is like a gloved fist.
And, like the poet's pen!
Must die a little to coexist.
Vertigo, dizzies itself on a cleft
Like a blackbird in full song!
The chorus is short-lived:
But its echoes are lifelong.
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(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(13 September 1916 – 23 November 1990)
(1644 - 1694)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1612 – 16 September 1672)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
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