Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
In a world of fugitives the one who stays home will seem to be running away
Writing every day is a way of keeping the engine running, and then something good may come out of it.
Between the conception and the creation, between the emotion and the response, Falls the shadow.
And the end and the beginning were always there Before the beginning and after the end.
When a great poet has lived, certain things have been done once for all, and cannot be achieved again.