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						Introduction To Poetry by Billy Collins 
						
						I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light  like a color slide
  or press an ear against its hive.
  I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out,
  or walk inside the poem's room and feel the walls for a light switch.
  I want them to waterski across the surface of a poem waving at the author's name on the shore.
  But all they want to do is tie the poem to a chair with rope and torture a confession out of it.
  They begin beating it with a hose to find out what it really means.						 
						
						
						
						
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