Poetry
is
to
language
what
maple
syrup
is
to
sap.
Boiled
down.
The
fat
trimmed
away.
The
meat
of
life.
Food
for
the
soul
and
the
envy
of
the
transitory
gods
for
its
eternity.
DeMaris Gaunt
12-29-14
Poetry
is
to
language
what
maple
syrup
is
to
sap.
Boiled
down.
The
fat
trimmed
away.
The
meat
of
life.
Food
for
the
soul
and
the
envy
of
the
transitory
gods
for
its
eternity.
DeMaris Gaunt
12-29-14
