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RE: I Have Gathered Your Energy (new poem:erotic religion)Come, gather to praise the female form, energy, and soul. |
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.