Variation on an old saw I first read in an interview with Jack Gilbert in the journal New Letters circa 1993 in which he was quoting Allen Ginsberg from many years earlier.
Poetry is lies,
painful truths and lies.
Happy truths, too. Mainly
when you close your eyes.
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Tuesday, September 04, 2012
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