Your Work Is Carved Out Of Agony

Poetry Is Often Generations In Advance Of The Thought Of Its Time.

O God, In The Dream The Terrible Horse Began To Paw At The Air, And Make For Me With His Blows.

It Is Through The Acceptance Of A Variety Of Aethetic And Intellectual Points Of View That A Culture Is Given Breadth And Density.

I'll Lie Here And Learn How, Over Their Ground, Trees Make A Long Shadow And A Light Sound.

No More Pronouncements On Lousy Verse. No More Hidden Competition. No More Struggling Not To Be A Square.