Poetry increases the feeling for reality.
Fromage and coffee and cognac and no gods.
Poetry is a means of redemption.
I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms; But I know, too, That the blackbird is involved In what I know.
People ought to like poetry the way a child likes snow & they would if poets wrote it.
How has the human spirit ever survived the terrific literature with which it has had to contend?