For Poems Are Not Words, After All,

... Let Us Risk The Wildest Places, Lest We Go Down In Comfort, And Despair.

A Dog Is Adorable And Noble, A Dog Is A True And Loving Friend. A Dog Is Also A Hedonist.

To Pay Attention, This Is Our Endless And Proper Work.

The Poet Must Not Only Write The Poem But Must Scrutinize The World Intensely, Or Anyway That Part Of The World He Or She Has Taken For Subject. If The Poem Is Thin, It Is Likely So Not Because The Poet Does Not Know Enough Words, But Because He Or She Has Not Stood Long Enough Among The Flowers--has Not Seen Them In Any Fresh, Exciting, And Valid Way.

Because Of The Dog’s Joyfulness, Our Own Is Increased. It Is No Small Gift.