The City Of Ideas
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Barry Middleton
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in cities of ideas
‘twas said the poet dwells
he climbs the highest peak
he delves the deepest well
he never knows the hush
for silence whispers there
the voice is never mute
it drifts upon the air
it vexes him in sleep
it will not let him rest
recording one more rhyme
he gives to us his best
he weeps for every pain
that humans must endure
the illness of his race
and yet he knows no cure
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Title taken from C.P. Cavafy, The First Step.
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