Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish.”

—William Blake, born today in 1757, London (d.  1827.)

William Blake, ‘Jacob’s Ladder,’ 1800, Watercolour. British Museum, London.











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  1. Like that one – on Thanksgiving I gathered my courage and read Billy Collins’ Some Days to give thanks to poets!

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