For prose, you sit, and craft, and pray
for knowledge in the crudest way
to flatter whims and coax delights
of timely readers, on timely nights;
But poetry, from nature streams,
unheeded by the critic's lip--
to readers primal rhythms brings
to writers, primal gifts.
for knowledge in the crudest way
to flatter whims and coax delights
of timely readers, on timely nights;
But poetry, from nature streams,
unheeded by the critic's lip--
to readers primal rhythms brings
to writers, primal gifts.