Thursday, January 1, 2004

Black Sheep Comments

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FROM their folded mates they wander far,
Their ways seem harsh and wild:
They follow the beck of a baleful star,
Their paths are dream-beguiled.
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Richard Francis Burton
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Peter J White 16 February 2009

All true poets are black sheep. Why? The soul of poetry is love and those who live in love are the real poets of this world whether they write or not. We are sometimes lonely and invariably we are misunderstood. But, like Martin Luther, 'Here we stand. We can do no other.'

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Vidi Writes 18 April 2008

'And maybe they hear, and wonder why, And marvel, out in the cold' Fanda... Worth a hundred read...

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