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absinthe_eyed

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Jul 04, 2010 03:29

[It's impossible to tell over the network, but Justin is moderately intoxicated and in an unusually good mood. He's also camped out in the snowy gardens in the dead of night, which is almost as unusual as his mood. None of this, of course, is revealed in the text entry.]

Growth, and then they send snow. The deities appreciate irony. If it's ( Read more... )

the poets used to drink it, were it not that i have bad dreams, the dead dreamer, will deny this tomorrow, never stops thinking, dead, drinking, not a poet, rimbaud

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had_not_lived July 5 2010, 20:23:06 UTC

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. I tried to say that to you some time ago and I couldn't.

absinthe_eyed July 6 2010, 00:32:28 UTC

Why couldn't you say it then?

had_not_lived July 6 2010, 01:27:41 UTC

I'm not sure, really. It's from an essay, not a poem, so it's not fair that I wouldn't have been able to say it. Or even think of it. I guess maybe because it's about poetry, or maybe it's too poetic.

absinthe_eyed July 6 2010, 09:11:29 UTC

Do you believe it? Can poetry exist without a spontaneous overflow of feelings, or are they essential?

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