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A poem a day keeps the doctor away.
– Jill Telford
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- Be the kind of grown up you needed as a child. – Jill Telford
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- We are all different. God made us that way. Drawing a line in the sand due to that is indeed unfortunate. – Jill Telford
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- The only reality is the now. Why live in the tomorrows and the yesterdays? Live now. – Jill Telford
- There is no way to clearly capture or sum up life…when fully lived. – Jill Telford
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- Do the thing that scares you. – Jill Telford
- Write as though your life depended on it. – Jill Telford
- No…No…We don’t walk away but when we’re holding on to something precious we run. We run away. We run as fast as we can. – The Doctor
- A little chocolate a day keeps the doctor at bay – Marcia Carrington
- We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives love lives? – Kamand Kojouri
- I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you. – Kamand Kojouri
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- You can woo a girl with a poem, but you can’t hold onto her with a poem. Not even with a poetry movement. – Roberto Bolao
- Writing poetry is about learning to pare down the poem to the most essential words. Every word used has to be crucial to the poem. – Harley King
- That’s what a poem is. Words which have a hidden meaning. A poem is like a secret. – Monique Roffey
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- The name does not deserve the poem, but the poem deserves the name. – Dejan Stojanovic
- A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself. – EM Forster
- It is not what a poem says with its mouth, it’s what a poem does with its eyes. – Mary Ruefle