Let Your Heart Look On White Sea

Poetry Is The Harnessing Of The Paradox Of Earth Cradling Life And Then Entombing It.

A Politician Should Have Three Hats. One For Throwing Into The Ring, One For Talking Through, And One For Pulling Rabbits Out Of If Elected.

So I Turn Once More To Those Who Sneer At This My City, And I Give Them Back The Sneer And Say To Them: Come And Show Me Another City With Lifted Head Singing So Proud To Be Alive And Coarse And Strong And Cunning.

I Have In Later Years Taken To Euclid, Whitehead, Bertrand Russell, In An Elemental Way.

Why Does A Hearse Horse Snicker, Hauling A Lawyer Away?