Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.

Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don't worry about my destiny.

Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.

We read Robert Browning's poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough.

Whenever a people or an institution forget its hard beginnings, it is beginning to decay.

Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten.

I wrote poems in my corner of the Brooks Street station. I sent them to two editors who rejected them right off. I read those letters of rejection years later and I agreed with those editors.