Poets House New House

28 September 2009 in link

If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles

—Whitman

I dream of an art so transparent that you can look through it and see the world

—Stanley Kunitz

Poets need a refuge — they need a hideout, a clubhouse

—Bill Murray, who gave the lead gift

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