F. S. Flint
Frank Stuart Flint was an English poet and translator who was a prominent member of the Imagist group. Ford Madox Ford called him "one of the greatest men and one of the beautiful spirits of the country".
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- Islington
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Trending topics shown first"The point is that any piece of Impressionism, whether it be prose, verse or painting, or sculpture, is the record of the impression."
"There is only one art of writing, and that is the art of poetry..whether it is in the form of prose or in rhyme and meter or in rhymed cadence."
"I have followed my ear and my heart, which may be false. I hope not."
"There is a natural physiological tendency to pronounce in one breath successive groups of rhythmic feet, and the rhythmic content in the average length of breathing can only be called a verse."
"Every speech is at once a language serving the purposes of will, expressing intimate desires and commands, and at same time expressing thoughts by a sequence of concepts."
"My own unryhmed cadences , and those of other writers are a reversion to the real English tradition of Cynewulf."
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1885
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