End With An Image And Don't Explain.

We Have To Learn How To Live With Our Frailties. The Best People I Know Are Inadequate And Unashamed.

How Shall The Heart Be Reconciled / To Its Feast Of Losses?

The First Task Of The Poet Is To Create The Person Who Will Write The Poems.

The Poem In The Head Is Always Perfect. Resistance Begins When You Try To Convert It Into Language.

It Is My Heart That's Late, It Is My Song That's Flown.