Poetry is song.
We sing it to ourselves
When the heart is full
Of joy,
Of grief,
Of sheer delight.
Poetry is its own language: the mathematics of the soul. It is song that is sung within as well as without. As we enter the world of the poet, we absorb his music through our own prism. Using a contemporary idiom, Victor Barranca shares a collection of poems that explore the awe of love and nature as well...
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