A Poem May Be Worked Over Once

Do You Know, Considering The Market, There Are More Poems Produced Than Any Other Thing? No Wonder Poets Sometimes Have To Seem So Much More Businesslike Than Businessmen. Their Wares Are So Much Harder To Get Rid Of.

The Difference Between A Man And His Valet: They Both Smoke The Same Cigars, But Only One Pays For Them.

A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And Began To Flutter The Leaves To Look

The Ear Is The Only True Writer And The Only True Reader. I Know People Who Read Without Hearing The Sentence Sounds And They Were The Fastest Readers. Eye Readers We Call Them. They Get The Meaning By Glances. But They Are Bad Readers Because They Miss The Best Part Of What A Good Writer Puts Into His Work.

My Sorrow, When She's Here With Me, Thinks These Dark Days Of Autumn Rain Are Beautiful As Days Can Be; She Loves The Bare, The Withered Tree; She Walks The Sodden Pasture Lane.