Prose, narratives, etcetera, can carry healing. Poetry does it more intensely.

Prose, narratives, etcetera, can carry healing. Poetry does it more intensely.

The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed, And my head, worn out with love, at rest In my hands, and my hands full of dust.

What’s writing really about? It’s about trying to take fuller possession of the reality of your life.

You could become internationally famous - you're Gemini, and according to antique authority have a literary talent, which of course your letters prove.

The inmost spirit of poetry, in other words, is at bottom, in every recorded case, the voice of pain – and the physical body, so to speak, of poetry, is the treatment by which the poet tries to reconcile that pain with the world.

Do as you like with me. I'm your parcel. I have only our address on me. Open me, or readdress me.