Egotism is usually subversive of sagacity.
Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion?
Poetry, that is to say the poetic, is a primal necessity.
We prove, we do not explain, our birth.
War is pillage versus resistance and if illusions of magnitude could be transmuted into ideals of magnanimity, peace might be realized.
I never 'plan' a stanza. Words cluster like chromosomes, determining the procedure.