La última vez que leí a Leonard Cohen decía:
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So I don’t think it represents a particularly modest or virtuous assessment of one’s own work to think of oneself as a minor poet. It’s not bad, I’ve loved the minor poets, I mean Herrick, a poet like Herrick, who’s not considered one of the great ornaments of the tradition, but a small gem in the crown, and I really do feel that,
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‘Can I scrape some words together and write anything? . . . Can I dig deep enough inside to say something that matters?’ “
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Well, you know, the devil laughs when we make plans,
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What’s life, you know? It has all these pesky details that accompany it.




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