The question that he frames in all but words is what to make of a diminished thing.

To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.

Oh, come forth into the storm and rout And be my love in the rain.

I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice.

All great things are done for their own sake.

I'm not a teacher, but an awakener.

A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.