Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread.

Pablo Neruda
Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the...
Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the...
Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the...
Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the...
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Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread. This quote is another great reflection on the relationship between peace and poetry. Poetry is one of mankind's ways of achieving peace through writing.

It's a way to express feelings, thoughts, ideas, emotions or anything that comes to mind. Poets are people who are able to turn these thoughts into beautiful poems that are sent out into the world for others to read.

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