The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is incarnation. Here the impossible union of spheres of existence is actual. Here the past and future are conquered and reconciled.

Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech

In order to possess what you do not possess, you must go by the way of dispossession.

You will find that you survive humiliation. And that's an experience of incalculable value.

The darkness declares the glory of light.

He is haunted by a demon, a demon against which he feels powerless, because in its first manifestation it has no face, no name, nothing; and the words, the poem he makes, are a kind of exorcism of this demon.

And indeed there will be time To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?" Time to turn back and descend the stair, With a bald spot in the middle of my hair.