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Re: poets


 

 

Those masterful images because complete
Grew in pure mind, but out of what began?
A mound of refuse or the sweepings of a street,
Old kettles, old bottles, and a broken can,
Old iron, old bones, old rags, that raving slut
Who keeps the till. Now that my ladder’s gone,
I must lie down where all the ladders start
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart. —

 

 

 

from W. B.  Yeats :   The Circus Animals’ Desertion

 

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may all who journey remember

 

 

 

 

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