Anything Looked At Closely Becomes Wonderful.

You Have Your Identity When You Find Out, Not What You Can Keep Your Mind On, But What You Can't Keep Your Mind Off.

What Destruction Have I Been Blessed By?

Besides The Actual Reading In Class Of Many Poems, I Would Suggest You Do Two Things: First, While Teaching Everything You Can And Keeping Free Of It, Teach That Poetry Is A Mode Of Discourse That Differs From Logical Exposition

I Have Reached No Conclusions, Have Erected No Boundaries, Shutting Out And Shutting In, Separating Inside From Outside: I Have Drawn No Lines

Is It Not Careless To Become Too Local When There Are Four Hundred Billion Stars In Our Galaxy Alone.