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1. I once met a rich poet and asked him What we writes about? “Nothing.” he answered 2. How many poets does it take to ***** in a light bulb One 3. The difference between a great poet And a ****** poet Is mathematically calculable To how recently they’ve been laid 4. When the pen ran out of ink The poet gnawed of his finger And wrote with the blood 5. The lake froze over The poet wept 6. If you took all the poets that ever lived And placed them in the same room There would be many empty seats And not nearly enough pens 7. When a man asked him what he did He answered, “Teacher.” When a pretty girl asked him what he did He answered, “Poet.” 8. One day there will be no more poets And a great silence will cover the land 9. Cain was a soldier Able was a poet Look how that turned out 10. Each day is a poem Still being written on tombstones 11. We fell in love by showing each other our poems We fell out of love when we stopped 12. The children Laughed and mobbed After the soccer ball The young poet stood And watched a blackbird 13. If you dream And can remember it in the morning Then you are a poet
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Dec 24, 2013
Dec 24, 2013 at 8:52 PM UTC
13 Ways of Looking at a Poet
1. I once met a rich poet and asked him What we writes about? “Nothing.” he answered 2. How many poets does it take to ***** in a light bulb One 3. The difference between a great poet And a ****** poet Is mathematically calculable To how recently they’ve been laid 4. When the pen ran out of ink The poet gnawed of his finger And wrote with the blood 5. The lake froze over The poet wept 6. If you took all the poets that ever lived And placed them in the same room There would be many empty seats And not nearly enough pens 7. When a man asked him what he did He answered, “Teacher.” When a pretty girl asked him what he did He answered, “Poet.” 8. One day there will be no more poets And a great silence will cover the land 9. Cain was a soldier Able was a poet Look how that turned out 10. Each day is a poem Still being written on tombstones 11. We fell in love by showing each other our poems We fell out of love when we stopped 12. The children Laughed and mobbed After the soccer ball The young poet stood And watched a blackbird 13. If you dream And can remember it in the morning Then you are a poet
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Dec 24, 2013
Dec 24, 2013 at 8:52 PM UTC
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