Poets spend their lives in competition Not on teams but each completely alone In a solitary undertaking From a unique personal position Each in a world of each poet's making One which to anyone else is unknown Nor does it matter what anyone thinks Except for the one doing the thinking
Each alone in daily repetition Dives into deep water without blinking Into the spring where the mountain goat drinks Competing not against each other but Only the self in a personal quest For the highest purest noblest and best The unattainable no matter what
But we attain a little more each day A little closer yet further away
VEry true my friend and every time we think we have written the perfect love poem, social upheaval poem, nature poem etc someone else writes one and all of a sudden we need to strive to do better as you say though not better then them but better then our last effort.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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We all make progress when we lift one another up.
Love & Light,
Joseph
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Felix