It is necessary ... for a man to go away by himself ... to sit on a rock ... and ask, 'Who am I, where have I been, and where am I going?
Carl SandburgPoetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.
Carl SandburgPoetry is a sequence of dots and dashes, spelling depths, crypts, cross-lights, and moon wisps.
Carl Sandburg