How Poetry Comes to Me

It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light

Autore: Gary Snyder

How Poetry Comes to Me<br /><br />It comes blundering over the<br />Boulders at night, it stays<br />Frightened outside the<br />Range of my campfire<br />I go to meet it at the<br />Edge of the light - Gary Snyder



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