An impression, and words may seem pale in offering a description. The need to make what is felt, what is seen, what is heard, what is experienced, calls to the POET… and beckons the Muse… to utter the sounds of …
Passion
Omnipresence
Eternity
Truth … of beauty of BEING.
"The poet is the sayer, the namer, and represents beauty. He is a sovereign, and stands on the centre. For the world is not painted, or adorned, but is from the beginning beautiful; and God has not made some beautiful things, but Beauty is the creator of the universe. Therefore the poet is not any permissive potentate, but is emperor in his own right.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
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