You can examine the whole 19th century from the point of view of who would have maxed out their credit cards. Emma Bovary would have maxed hers out. No question. Mr. Scrooge would not have. He would have snipped his up.

A word after a word after a word is power.

Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along.

Like many modern poets, I tend to conceal rhymes by placing them in the middle of lines, and to avoid immediate alliteration and assonance in favor of echoes placed later in the poems.

a handful of crumpled stars

Truly amazing, what people can get used to, as long as there are a few compensations.

They spent the first three years of school getting you to pretend stuff and then the rest of it marking you down if you did the same thing.