I think there’s a kind of desperate hope built into poetry that one really wants, hopelessly, to save the world. One is trying to say everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there’s still time.
 W. S. Merwin  (via pleochroisms)
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Posted on Sunday, 24 June
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