A Poet

A poet is an unhappy being whose

heart is torn by secret sufferings,

but whose lips are so strangely formed

that when the sighs and the cries escape them,

they sound like beautiful music…

and then people crowd about the poet

and say to him: “Sing for us soon again;”

that is as much as to say,

“May new sufferings torment your soul.”

~Søren Kierkegaard

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3 Responses to A Poet

  1. georgetteann says:

    Love this; it resonates deeply. 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

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