To think of roses and gardens inside is bad,
to think of seas and mountains is good.
Read and write without rest,
and I also advise weaving
and making mirrors.
(from ‘Some Advice’, 1949)
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Weaving & making mirrors, huh? I liked the poem. BTW, Marvin listed my name wrong on the links page, and I noticed you picked his misspelling up: It is “Katie” not “Kaite” Thanks!
Nice poem. It reminds me of the one by (I think) William Carlos Williams about eating the plums. It’s blunt, simple and subtle.
I liked this. A lot.
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