| In these days of modern detachment love poems are often found cliche': emotion has no place in poetry- the romantics all long dead. Thought and action have become moot points; life and liberty decay from insincere overuse. Where can truth be found? Rosetti found a birthday's bliss in her lover's visits. Do the people of today know how to love anymore- with such passion and innocence? ~Vicki Somers 16 July 2002 |
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