One thing about poetry’s eternally true:
The best reminds us of what we forgot we knew.
One thing about poetry’s eternally true:
The best reminds us of what we forgot we knew.
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Tegner's Drapa I heard a voice, that cried, "Balder the Beautiful Is dead, is dead!" And through the misty air…