Humor is also a way of saying something serious.

Paint me the bold anfractuous rocks Faced by the snarled and yelping seas.

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.

In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass. Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires, Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth Which is already flesh, fur and faeces, Bone of man and beast, cornstalk and leaf.

In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing

Think neither fear nor courage saves us. Unnatural vices are fathered by our heroism. Virtues are forced upon us by our impudent crimes. These tears are shaken from the wrath-bearing tree.

My greatest trouble is getting the curtain up and down.