In Nature There Are Few Sharp Lines

For Though We Often Need To Be Restored To The Small, Concrete, Limited, And Certain, We As Often Need To Be Reminded Of The Large, Vague, Unlimited, Unknown

If We Ask A Vague Question, Such As, 'what Is Poetry?' We Expect A Vague Answer, Such As, 'poetry Is The Music Of Words,' Or 'poetry Is The Linguistic Correction Of Disorder.'

Probably All The Attention To Poetry Results In Some Value, Though The Attention Is More Often Directed To Lesser Than To Greater Values

Poetry Leads Us To The Unstructured Sources Of Our Beings, To The Unknown, And Returns Us To Our Rational, Structured Selves Refreshed. Having Once Experienced The Mystery, Plenitude, Contradiction, And Composure Of A Work Of Art, We Afterward Have A Built-in Resistance To The Slogans And Propaganda Of Oversimplification That Have Often Contributed To The Destruction Of Human Life. Poetry Is A Verbal Means To A Nonverbal Source. It Is A Motion To No-motion, To The Still Point Of Contemplation And Deep Realization.

It's Not A Love Of Poetry Readings That Attracts Those Who Do Come To Them But Theater.