Quote by Eli Khamarov

Poets are soldiers that liberate words from the steadfast possession of definition.


Poets are soldiers that liberate words from the steadfast po

Summary

This quote suggests that poets have the power to free words from their fixed and limited meanings. By using language creatively and imaginatively, poets break away from rigid definitions and allow words to convey deeper and more nuanced ideas and emotions. Poets are compared to soldiers, implying the courage and determination required to challenge conventional understanding and push the boundaries of language. Ultimately, poets bring a sense of liberation to words, offering fresh perspectives and inviting readers to explore new possibilities of expression.

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Poetry
By Eli Khamarov
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