The exceeding brightness of this early sun Makes me conceive how dark I have become.
Poetry is a satifying of the desire for resemblance.
Frogs eat Butterflies, Snakes eat Frogs, Hogs eat Snakes, Men eat Hogs.
It is the sea that whitens the roof. The sea drifts through the winter air. It is the sea that the north wind makes. The sea is in the falling snow.
All poetry is experimental poetry.
Poetry is the scholar's art.