Blessed and glory be: Poetry The spoken sound The penned puzzle put together The love letter The soul shaped into something knowable and sharable - diminished of course - - actually perhaps fully erased in the fiction that is transmission but like the fire found between twigs and logs poetry passed between one another encourages the souls piled together to burn to devour themselves of what they are and to expand into the sky and to fill it with what they will be - That’s the power of poetry
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