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The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity…Beauty in a wild foray, the form we have created, now remote from the emotion we experienced. —Herbert Read
The rhythm of a poem ceases the moment the feeling loses its intensity…Beauty in a wild foray, the form we have created, now remote from the emotion we experienced.
—Herbert Read
Written by nevalalee
March 31, 2014 at 7:30 am
Posted in Quote of the Day, Writing
Tagged with Herbert Read, poetry
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