Literary Lessons

Literary Lessons prose poem

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Literary Lessons

#1: A poet should above all be devoted
not to being copyrighted, but quoted.

#2: Divine inspiration is no excuse for bad poetry.

#3: In literary style, I endeavor to follow in the footsteps of Dickens, Poe, Dickinson and Twain- but at some distance, for they are all dead.

#4: To be coveted by a poet is like being courted by a lovesick mule.

#5: Bad poems are like ugly children- hard to look at, but you gotta love ’em.

#6: All poets go to Heaven-
Hell hath overflowed
with lawyers and politicians

#7: Scientists say
that if we could not dream
we would all go mad.

I feel the same about poetry.

#8: So many stories to tell
so much love to pour out,
hearts to lift up and educate.

#9: Just write what you feel.

#10: Write!

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