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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To her who writes a novel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I know that everyone in the holy land nowadays is touring<br>And the fields with fragments of citreous and flowers are blooming<br>One may be intoxicated by these heavenly holy scents<br>In the land of milk and honey and the patina of the saints<br> <br>Lately my interest in your on going Novel rose<br>I wonder about the inditement, the excitement and the prose<br>How many characters strong or meek do you have<br>Are they coward, blood thirsty, evil, bold, fearless or brave<br> <br>Are you done portraiting the heroes, the villains and other characters<br>Do you make them labor hard in their act and toil<br>It is a laborious excruciating work without the miracle of oil<br>So hard and intrigue this task is, nevertheless you would not consider contractors <br> <br>Don't let them roam idly, hardly working in their secured domicile <br>Don't let them sleep or delay; hastily they should bestow<br>Lines and phrases uttering loud and clear their lust, failures or an urge to kill<br>Stay on their top, spur them to rise to heights away from words low</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Think of a tale in the middle night by a castle rock<br>Surrounded by secluded mysterious sturdy trees oak<br>And a lovely lady inside moated castle walls<br>As the starry night approaches the moon light fall</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The night is chill; the forest foliage heavy to bare<br>The owl of the night moans in sharp bleak<br>There is not wind enough in the calm air<br>To blow away the ringlet from her cheek</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Leave the reader to wonder what makes her in the woods so late<br>A far furlong from the secure castle gate? <br>You may hint though at the beginning of the play<br>That she in the midnight wood will pray<br>For the weal of her lover who is far away</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And while our female hero is all in dreams during the night<br>Of her own betrothed gallant knight<br>Let us draw the plot of his adventures to dare<br>All wrapt in fear, suspense and courage <br>As being encircled by enemies of foul plight and cunning urge<br>The reader withholding breath unable the scenery to bare</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Write a Novel of great glory of that wondrous light<br>Its words and phrases throbbed in all encompassed around<br>And hide in its own brightness from the sight<br>Of all that look thereon with critic unsound<br>That underneath the readers feet are to be found<br>Roaring thunder and lightning and tempestuous fire<br>The instruments of your pen avenging raging sire</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</a></strong></div>