Wandering Thought # 32

A: The woman who allows the poet to write sets his soul ablaze.

B: Ah yes, that is until he stops appreciating her and treats her like a statistic, a number and the face of someone he once conquered. Not all writers, my friend, are delicate souls.

A: The poet is not a player. If he fools her with his words, there’s no heart to his poetry. But can a muse, who is an ocean, truly be fooled by a writer who is frightened even to wade her shallow waters? Can a muse fall for a poet who shivers before her terrible silence, and flees from her roaring waves?

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5 thoughts on “Wandering Thought # 32

  1. Reblogged this on Love Letters Lost at Sea and commented:
    Because of my love for poets and muses … I apologize for not asking permission to reblog, but sometimes I act on impulse — which today is a good thing. Please visit the original post and show appreciation to Pierre for his immense talent and his wandering thoughts.

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