The Poet’s Soul

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When poets write they are stripped of all privacy.
To read a book is to read facts or history or fiction.
To read a poem is to see the struggle or joy of the poet’s soul.
~ John Sutherland

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2 Responses to The Poet’s Soul

  1. hernibs says:

    Thank you Heather. One of those lucky shots with light and attitude. Yes, the tales those silent neighbours could tell! What did you throw in their water? 😉

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  2. Heather says:

    Great photo your nibs! And: Little fish of gold – what poets tales could you tell. Stories of Beulah and Anna and Kate – and of those strange people that throw things in your water.

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