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29 lines
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TrackingWriters, RequiredPoetry.
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* ''Letters to a Young Poet''
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* Translations by StephenMitchell, RobertBly.
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You see I want a lot
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perhaps I want everything
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the darkness that comes with each waking fall
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and the shivering blaze of each rising
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(or: of every step up)
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So many live on and want nothing
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and are raised to the rank of prince
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by the slippery ease of their light judgements
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But what you love to see are faces
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that do work and feel thirst
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You love most of all those who need you
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in the same way that they need a useful tool
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(or: as they need a crowbar or a hoe)
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You have not grown old and it is not too late
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to dive into your increasing depths
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where life calmly gives out its own secret
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(trans: A little RobertBly, a little anonymous internet)
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