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See, I once read somewhere that every moment is a poem -- if you just hold it right. So I'm trying to hold this moment right, but there's really no formula to this, is there? A poet can hold these moments right, right? No. A poet can't hold a moment. He can only pass his butterfingers through it and watch the moment fade into the past. He tries to make it last but nothing lasts forever, so he makes up the rest by drawing out words from his soul because his soul has better memory better holding than he does, and he knows it. So, you see, a poem is not a moment that was held right. A moment, a moment in itself is a poem. A poem that was seen right.
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Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 8:23 AM UTC
My fingers are of butter
See, I once read somewhere that every moment is a poem -- if you just hold it right. So I'm trying to hold this moment right, but there's really no formula to this, is there? A poet can hold these moments right, right? No. A poet can't hold a moment. He can only pass his butterfingers through it and watch the moment fade into the past. He tries to make it last but nothing lasts forever, so he makes up the rest by drawing out words from his soul because his soul has better memory better holding than he does, and he knows it. So, you see, a poem is not a moment that was held right. A moment, a moment in itself is a poem. A poem that was seen right.
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Filipino
Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 8:23 AM UTC
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