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Thomas Edward Hulme

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Prose is a Museum Where all 

the old weapons of poetry are kept

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Above the Dock
"Above the quiet dock in midnight,
Tangled in the tall mast's corded height,
Hangs the moon. What seemed so far away
Is but a child's balloon, forgotten after play."

John Ashbery

  The New Spirit (excerpt) I thought that if I could put it all down, that would be one way. And next the thought came to me that to leave a...