Poetry is perfect verbs hunting for elusive nouns.
Poetry is the tunnel at the end of the light.
A great book is a homing device For navigating paradise. A good book somehow makes you care About the comfort of a chair. A bad book owes to many trees A forest of apologies.
Poetry is frosted fire.
Please bury me in the library With a dozen long-stemmed proses
Poetry is prose, bent out of shape.