tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post3965670346606167545..comments2024-03-28T12:59:41.910-04:00Comments on NeverEnding Story: A Room of My Own: I SeeChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-61712903018447997962014-10-18T16:35:13.880-04:002014-10-18T16:35:13.880-04:00Emily Dickinson once defined poetry this way: “If ...Emily Dickinson once defined poetry this way: “If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only way I know it. Is there any other way?” (L342a, 1870)Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.com