A Man Who Lives, Not By What

Wildness And Silence Disappeared From The Countryside, Sweetness Fell From The Air, Not Because Anyone Wished Them To Vanish Or Fall But Because Throughways Had To Floor The Meadows With Cement To Carry The Automobiles Which Advancing Technology Produced. Tropical Beaches Turned Into High-priced Slums Where Thousand-room Hotels Elbowed Each Other For Glimpses Of Once-famous Surf Not Because Those Who Loved The Beaches Wanted Them There But Because Enormous Jets Could Bring A Million Tourists Every Year - And Therefore Did.

Beauty Is That Medusa's Head Which Men Go Armed To Seek And Sever, And Dead Will Starve And Sting Forever.

As Things Are Now Going The Peace We Make, What Peace We Seem To Be Making, Will Be A Peace Of Oil, A Peace Of Gold, A Peace Of Shipping, A Peace In Brief.without Moral Purpose Or Human Interest.

Young Poets Are Advised By Their Elders To Avoid The Practice Of Journalism As They Would Wet Socks And Gin Before Breakfast.

If The Poem Can Be Improved By The Author's Explanations, It Never Should Have Been Published.