I am interested in telling my particular truth as I have seen it.

My last defense / Is the present tense.

Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers, the self-soilers, the harmony-hushers, "Even if you are not ready for day it cannot always be night." You will be right. For that is the hard home-run. Live not for battles won. Live not for the-end-of-the-song. Live in the along.

And if sun comes / How shall we greet him? / Shall we not dread him, / Shall we not fear him / After so lengthy a / Session with shade?

What shall I give my children? who are poor, / Who are adjudged the leastwise of the land...

I am a writer perhaps because I am not a talker. It has always been hard for me to say exactly what I mean in speech But if I have written a clumsiness, I may erase it.

This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.