Before I Built A Wall I'd Ask

Such Heaps Of Broken Glass To Sweep Away / You'd Think The Inner Dome Of Heaven Had Fallen.

Both T.s. Eliot And I Like To Play, But I Like To Play Euchre, While He Likes To Play Eucharist.

Poets Are Like Baseball Pitchers. Both Have Their Moments. The Intervals Are The Tough Things.

I Never Take My Own Side In A Quarrel.

It's God - I Recognised Him From Blake's Picture.