Such count of beauty in the ways you wander?
Why are you so insistent on the sweeping
Poetry of sky and sea?
For an Old Woman in a Wig, Wallace Stevens
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She herself had had a deep sense of poetry; she remembered going to sleep with Shelley under her pillow.
The Last September, Elizabeth Bowen
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I want what world there is behind your eyes
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