Poetry Poem by Eleanor Farjeon

Poetry

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What is Poetry? Who knows?
Not a rose, but the scent of the rose;
Not the sky, but the light in the sky;
Not the fly, but the gleam of the fly;
Not the sea, but the sound of the sea;
Not myself, but what makes me
See, hear, and feel something that prose
Cannot: and what it is, who knows.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Practicing Poetess 27 March 2017

Accurate, true, and beautifully expressed.

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