There's always more to see.
If you know what you are going to write when you're writing a poem, it's going to be average.
The thing that is believed is a reality.
Slowly my body grows a single sound, slowly I become a bell, an oval, disembodied vowel, I grow, an owl, an aureole, white fire poesia "Metamorfosi, I. Luna
The English language is nobody's special property.
All of Victorian verse is pentameter.