You, Too, Can Be Carved Anew By

Today I Am Altogether Without Ambition. Where Did I Get Such Wisdom?

I Know Many Lives Worth Living.

The Language Of The Poem Is The Language Of Particulars.

The Poet Must Not Only Write The Poem But Must Scrutinize The World Intensely, Or Anyway That Part Of The World He Or She Has Taken For Subject. If The Poem Is Thin, It Is Likely So Not Because The Poet Does Not Know Enough Words, But Because He Or She Has Not Stood Long Enough Among The Flowers--has Not Seen Them In Any Fresh, Exciting, And Valid Way.

Maybe Death Isn't Darkness, After All, But So Much Light Wrapping Itself Around Us--