Free Spirit
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Sandra Feldman
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Long live the free Spirit of Poetry,
Songs that were sung and those that will be,
Long live the Spirit of Immortality,
That each poem carries, sincerely.
Let language bloom like a Rose,
Each verse open, not closed,
Bringing perfume and color,
And images huge, like a deluge,
That no prose can ever impose.
Poetry of language is King,
For the spirit and mind, an opening,
To the Mysteries of thought,
And maybe the key to Paradise Lost.
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