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WHAT HAPPENED
Posted: 14 April 2004
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What happened to poetry?
What happened to love?
Thought both reacted together
not parted or rebuffed.
No more laughter
no more rhyme
no longer strong
no longer life.
Just dull.
no life.
no will.
no outlet.
Nothing.
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 Nell at 07:17 on 15 April 2004
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Alice, this seems unlike you - a little sad and unoptimistic when your poems are always full of love, but I understand that feeling, and you've expressed it beautifully.
Nell.
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 The Walrus at 08:11 on 15 April 2004
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Hmmm, as Nell says a little sad and unoptimistic. I a moment of disillusionment expressed very well.
The Walrus
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Fearless at 08:35 on 15 April 2004
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Ah, so what happens to love when poetry gets all 'clever', and goes off on a tangent? I guess it lights a cigarette. So maybe what I am saying, is that when poetry goes off, emotion goes up in smoke....
fearless x
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miffle at 09:37 on 15 April 2004
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Alice, I loved this. Word perfect. Holding emotion - deep - and also something elusive about it - both things I love in a poem. Miffle
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poemsgalore at 18:22 on 15 April 2004
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Love sometimes goes wrong, so does poetry! But sometimes when love goes wrong it can make you write even better work.
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