“The music that of common speech
but slanted so that each detail
sounds unexpected as a sharp
inserted in a simple scale.”

— Dana Gioia

"The Next Poem" http://www.danagioia.net/poems/thenextpoem.htm
Poetry, The Gods of Winter (1991)

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