">
Verse is not written, it is bled; Out of the poet's abstract head. Words drip the poem on the page; Out of his grief, delight and rage.
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (No Ratings Yet)
Loading...

Verse is not written, it is bled; Out of the poet’s abstract head. Words drip the poem on the page; Out of his grief, delight and rage.

Facebooktwitterredditpinterestlinkedintumblr

Related Quotes

popup close button