Poetry Is The Communication Through Words Of

When The Poet Makes His Perfect Selection Of A Word, He Is Endowing The Word With Life.

Great Men Are Rare, Poets Are Rarer, But The Great Man Who Is A Poet, Transfiguring His Greatness, Is The Rarest Of All Events.

In The Corridors Under Tehre Is Nothing But Sleep. And Stiller Than Ever On Orchard Boughs They Keep Tryst With The Moon, And Deep Is The Silence, Deep On Moon-washed Apples Of Wonder.

The Musician - If He Be A Good One - Finds His Own Perception Prompted By The Poet's Perception, And He Translates The Expression Of That Perception From The Terms Of Poetry Into The Terms Of Music.

For While The Subjects Of Poetry Are Few And Recurrent, The Moods Of Man Are Infinitely Various And Unstable. It Is The Same In All Arts.