Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
What is required is sight and insight- then you might add one more: excite.
Two such as you with such a master speed Cannot be parted nor be swept away
Writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down.
The footpath down to the well is healed.
Something sinister in the tone Told me my secret must be known: Word I was in the house alone Somehow must have gotten abroad, Word I was in my life alone, Word I had no one left but God.