Your favourite poet?
I've been reading a lot of poetry lately, and I thought some discussion would be interesting. My all time favourite is Robert Frost without a doubt. He conveys such a sense of melancholy beauty in every sentence. Especially "After Apple Picking" and "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening". I once saw a choral version of the latter set to music performed, and it was possibly the most poignant piece of music I've ever heard.
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