Now All My Teachers Are Dead Except

Through All Of Youth I Was Looking For You Without Knowing What I Was Looking For Part Memory Part Distance Remaining Mine In The Ways That I Learn To Miss You From What We Cannot Hold The Stars Are Made.

Laughter Was The Shape The Darkness Took Around The First Appearance Of The Light.

Certain Words Now In Our Knowledge We Will Not Use Again, And We Will Never Forget Them. We Need Them. Like The Back Of The Picture.

I'm Very Pessimistic About The Future Of The Human Species. We Have Been So Indifferent To Life On The Whole That It Will Take Its Toll. It's Not Just The Polar Bears That Are Having A Hard Time; What We're Doing Is Gradually Impoverishing And Poisoning The Whole Of The Rest Of Life.

Poetry Is A Way Of Looking At The World For The First Time.