A Poem Should Not Mean But Be.

. . . What Humanity Most Desperately Needs Is Not The Creation Of New Worlds But The Recreation In Terms Of Human Comprehension Of The World We Have -- And It Is For This Reason That Arts Go On For Generation To Generation In Spite Of The Fact That Phidias Has Already Carved And Homer Has Already Sung. The Creation, We Are Informed, Was Accomplished In Seven Days With Sunday Off, But The Recreation Will Never Be Accomplished Because It Is Always Accomplished Anew For Each Generation Of Living Men.

Democracy Is Never A Thing Done. Democracy Is Always Something That A Nation Must Be Doing. What Is Necessary Now Is One Thing And One Thing Only, That Democracy Become Again Democracy In Action, Not Democracy Accomplished And Piled Up In Goods And Gold.

What Once Was Cuddled Must Learn To Kiss The Cold Wonn's Mouth. That's All The Mystery.

The Map Of America Is A Map Of Endlessness, Of Opening Out, Of Forever And Ever. No Man's Face Would Make You Think Of It But His Hope Might, His Courage Might.

A Poem Should Be Palpable And Mute As A Globed Fruit.