Original:
At times I wonder what it is that really
At times I wonder what it is that really
Makes a poet; they say
that he who owns
The most experience is
wise. And wisdom, an
Attribute of age, comes
with a great price I believe,
And so does Haskell. It
changes you to think that life
Reveals ephemeral. I
cherish reading every
Verse in the sweetest
satisfaction that he believes
In the immortality of a
poet in writing, ironically
Because finite human
beings are objectified in a
Strange yet very
meaningful way. A child can make so
Much sense of the
mundane. A poet captures,
Or attempts to capture,
a kind of experience:
Picasso spent most of
his adult life trying to see
Through the eyes of a
child, says he.
With experience and all
that I may write with
I may never see my life
in order
The way I think I
should, accurately;
And to touch a
thesaurus is sacrilegious.
Revision 1:
At times I wonder what it is that really
Makes a writer; they say that he who owns
The most experience is wise. And wisdom,
An attribute of age, comes with experience, I believe,
And so does Haskell. Experience changes you to think
That life reveals ephemeral.
I cherish reading lines of poetry because I believe
In the immortality of a poet in writing, ironically
Because finite human beings live and die instead.
A child can make so much sense of the mundane.
A poet captures, or attempts to capture, a kind of
Experience:
Picasso spent most of his adult life trying to see
Through the eyes of a child.
With experience and all that I may ever learn to write with,
I would love to see my life in proper order
The way I think I should, consistently;
And to touch a thesaurus is heretic.
Revision 1:
At times I wonder what it is that really
Makes a writer; they say that he who owns
The most experience is wise. And wisdom,
An attribute of age, comes with experience, I believe,
And so does Haskell. Experience changes you to think
That life reveals ephemeral.
I cherish reading lines of poetry because I believe
In the immortality of a poet in writing, ironically
Because finite human beings live and die instead.
A child can make so much sense of the mundane.
A poet captures, or attempts to capture, a kind of
Experience:
Picasso spent most of his adult life trying to see
Through the eyes of a child.
With experience and all that I may ever learn to write with,
I would love to see my life in proper order
The way I think I should, consistently;
And to touch a thesaurus is heretic.
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