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Each Sudden Gust Of Light Explains Itself As Flames, But Neither They, Nor Even Bombs Redoubled On The Hills Tonight Can Quite Include Me In Their Fear.

I Shall Try To Write A Poem That Is About The Moment But Doesn't Betray Things That Are True To Me As A Poet.

In A Fragile Environment, We Need To Be Aware Of Ourselves As Members Of A Uniquely Powerful Species Living Among Other Species Who Are Quite As Interesting As We Are But Vulnerable To Us Because We Are Cleverer In More Destructive Ways.

I'm Ensuring My Place In Heaven.

Like A Lot Of People, For A Long Time I Thought That The Road To Hell Is Paved With Bad Sequels.