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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Elegies He probably held too tightly (In the palm of his hand, Looking out on the sea) To the sand…