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Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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"He can sit in a room, and not perish"* Or might he stand upon the deck, release the dove, and weep for years, not for its loss, nor for the triumph of its flight above the waters; they are not of God, they are the backwash of our fears. There in his room alone, imprisoned by his conscience he may let his mind fly free while tears beneath his wings may no more flood the ground. But we are not alone; we have the educated man fulfilled... and weeping. He has not such irony for comfort. It is a flood to cling to. Fears, we understand; they are our bulwark when an educated man could speak— could sweep us all away with wonder, separate us from such grand pretensions. We are not free to weep with him. We may not seek the refuge of the mind, eyes not for insight, not for closing, senses bound upon another time away, another circus of distraction, yes, another box of little men to dance upon the screen. It is a dance to take away our fears, a dance beguiling death, suspending it awhile with candied tears and frosted dreams protecting us from envy, nodding to the educated man apart, who sits there in his room alone and weeping for us, just as we who may not see across the arch of his reality, cannot. ~ *quotation from Jacques Barzun

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The Educated Man

"He can sit in a room, and not perish"* Or might he stand upon the deck, release the dove, and weep for years, not for its loss, nor for the triumph of its flight above the waters; they are not of God, they are the backwash of our fears. There in his room alone, imprisoned by his conscience he may let his mind fly free while tears beneath his wings may no more flood the ground. But we are not alone; we have the educated man fulfilled... and weeping. He has not such irony for comfort. It is a flood to cling to. Fears, we understand; they are our bulwark when an educated man could speak— could sweep us all away with wonder, separate us from such grand pretensions. We are not free to weep with him. We may not seek the refuge of the mind, eyes not for insight, not for closing, senses bound upon another time away, another circus of distraction, yes, another box of little men to dance upon the screen. It is a dance to take away our fears, a dance beguiling death, suspending it awhile with candied tears and frosted dreams protecting us from envy, nodding to the educated man apart, who sits there in his room alone and weeping for us, just as we who may not see across the arch of his reality, cannot. ~ *quotation from Jacques Barzun