It is not what you say that matters but the manner in which you say it; there lies the secret of the ages.

A poem is a small machine made of words.

It's a strange courage you give me ancient star: Shine alone in the sunrise toward which you lend no part!

Everyone in this life is defeated but a man, if he be a man, is not defeated.

The better work men do is always done under stress and at great personal cost.

Dissonance / (if you are interested) / leads to discovery.

Poetry demands a different material than prose. It uses another facet of the same fact... the spontaneous conformation of language as it is heard.