"Because poetry remains free of all the other obligations that any other use of language inevitably must take on, it can be devoted purely to the creation of those spaces, where one imagination in the company of another can remember what it is to be alive and free," Matthew Zapruder, Why Poetry?
"Be strange to yourself, / in your love, your grief," Brenda Shaughnessy
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