Westerly Winds
The saddest thing about poetry
is that it can say nothing more beautiful
of the real than the real says naturally of itself.
The grandest thing about poetry, on the other hand,
is that it can portray in such splendor the unreal
as to awaken in us the notion that
the delusion is brutally real.
Copyright © Aron Jacob | Year Posted 2008
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