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9/28/2017 4:30:23 PM Jack Webster Posts: 255	The dance of the dilettantes hasn't many steps. It isn't meant to be remembered, nor to cause upset; it's simply meant to get us through, like breakfast spent in bed. It gives us comfort just to know our words have just been read. And if a noble Dour-Glower 'gins to shake his head, that's just fine and dandy, we'll tuck him safe and sound, and read to him instead --- Once, I met a Dour-glower walking through an orchard "How dare they call you apple trees; you're only whisps of bark! You haven't many leaves, and you're little more than seeds! You think you're special with your flowers, yet I've never seen you fruit!" screamed the Dour-glower. What could the saplings do? All of it was true. They couldn't drop their leaves, nor tear apart their petals. But as the Dour-glower took his leave, the sun above shone true. The soil of the field was just as sweet and craddled every root. edited by superlativedeleted on 9/28/2017
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10/1/2017 11:00:09 AM Bob Atkinson Posts: 294	Jack, Your poem shows evidence of brilliance. Should re-write it to avoid "itz, arze, wazes, werz." Not a function of poetry to describe the world, poetry functions to tell those not yet born yet our reaction to living, how we felt about what we experienced, not what we experienced. Good going Jack.
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