Ode to the Unknown Poet

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Ode to the Unknown Poet

He captivates with words sublime,
Rivaling the likes of Yeats and Frost.
An understated method of calculated rhyme,
With nothing in translation lost.
His lack of eminence, a literary crime.
And though his status goes unknown,
Poetic genius of this sort can only be homegrown.

Graced with a sundry life and gentile demeanor,
A childhood absorbed in the arts.
His erudite mind a metrical garden galore.
If broadcast throughout would capture hearts,
At least this heart I’m sure, could only adore.
His gift, no fame or wealth could hold.
The unknown poet, penning verses worth gold.

 

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