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Beauty is the sole legitimate province of the poem.-Edgar Allan Poe

Poetry is when emotion has found its thought and thought has found words--Robert Frost

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance--Carl Sandburg

I have nothing to say, I am saying it, and that is poetry--John Cage

You will find poetry nowhere unless you bring some of it with you--Joseph Joubert

Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toe nails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that your bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. ~Dylan Thomas

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Please Remember the Book Signing Sept. 27@5:00 pm@Wages Brewery, West Plains, MO.



Ladies and Gentlemen, friends, family, neighbors, purveyors of poetry everywhere, please remember that Annie England Noblin has invited me to join her at a special book signing on Tuesday, September 27 at 5:00 PM at Wages Brewery in West Plains, Missouri. Her seventh novel Christmas in Blue Dog Valley will be released on September 24. My fourth book of poetry Atheists and Empty Spaces was released on August 31. I know that a trip to West Plains is a long way for many of my friends, family, and acquaintances to drive, but I cannot tell you how thrilled I would be to see you there. At least with the 5:00 time, you can still get home at a decent hour. I will have books with me that I will sell well below the cover price. I am sure that Annie will have some books available as well. Please come join us if at all possible, and thank you for your support.

I find that I cannot exist without Poetry--without eternal poetry--half the day will not do--the whole of it--I began with a little, but habit has made me a Leviathan.-John Keats

We do not quite say that the new is more valuable because it fits in; but its fitting in is a test of its value.-T. S. Eliot

A man may praise and praise, but no one recollects but that which pleases.-George Gordon, Lord Byron

The great beauty of poetry is that it makes everything in every place interesting.-John Keats

Our faulty elder poets sacrificed the passion and passionate flow of poetry to the subtleties of intellect and to the stars of wit; the moderns to the glare and glitter of a perpetual, yet broken and heterogeneous imagery, or rather to an amphibious something, made up, half of image, and half of abstract meaning. The one sacrificed the heart to the head; the other both heart and head to point and drapery.-S. T. Coleridge

The purpose of rhythm, it has always seemed to me, is to prolong the moment of contemplation, the moment when we are both asleep and awake, which is the one moment of creation.-W. B. Yeats

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