Poets and Emotions
The first poems were being made long before the languages that we know today existed. They were songs, or chants, or some kind of phrases that likely meant things.
Hold on! Who is getting their masters in the history of psychology? Not me! I would say it my progeny.
I read Anna Karenina in 2021. My daughter read War and Peace in 2012 and 2013. There were no happy characters, she tells me.
Oh, the emotions of reality and fiction.
Poetry sometimes does the trick.
And we blog it, and blog on.
HATE
Do we hate?
Surely we do.
But those flames will burn us up with them.
We must learn to quell the heat and the fires...
And become peaceful and resigned,
Poised, and strong.
Not really stoic, but above the rancor.
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