Gentle Hatred

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    Gentle Hatred

    in everything that you do;
    there is always somebody frowning
    smiles approving
    hearts envying,
    amongst all these creatures, don’t be moved
    you are made to conquer

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Frank’s Poems (2)

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