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Excerpt from Rhymes From the Santa Barbara Hills
The writer of the little rhymes contained in this booklet is well aware that poetry, like music and painting, is an art with distinctive technique. He furthermore recognizes the fact that as one may be musical but not a musician, and artistic and not a painter or sculptor, so one may be poetic but not a poet. At the risk of appearing most deliciously naive to the critical reader, he would say that he is most profoundly ignorant both of the art and the technique of poetry.
From childhood the writer has had a certain native gift for rhyming, which has been a source of innocent diversion both to himself and his friends.
On one depressing occasion only has he sought wider publicity through editorial introduction, and then his fruits of poetic genius were returned to him most graciously and cheerfully with humiliating promptitude.
He is cheered, however, by the reflection that not all flowers grow in greenhouses, and that there is one rebellious little star that is the despair of orthodox astronomers owing to its apparent defiance of Newtons laws.
Is it not possible, then, that there may be poems that, like Topsy, "jest growed," in defiance of the critical autocracy?
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