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What I wanted to say, Douglas, is that when the feeling is truly powerful with the understanding of human complexities, its wretchedness, miseries, and joys, and is used by someone with an enormous expressiveness of language, its music, harmonies, ancient and contemporary caprices, then the poem arises. Call it what you will -- beauty, if you will, but surely such a poem has more flesh and blood than that. Harriet