Hopes Dance Best On Bald Men's Hair

I'd Rather Learn From One Bird How To Sing Than To Teach Ten Thousand Stars How Not To Dance.

Tumbling-hair Picker Of Buttercups Violets Dandelions And The Big Bullying Daisies Through The Field Wonderful With Eyes A Little Sorry Another Comes Also Picking Flowers

My Advice To All Young People Who Wish To Become Poets Is: Do Something Easy, Like Learning How To Blow Up The World - Unless You're Not Only Willing, But Glad, To Feel And Work And Fight Till You Die.

Notice The Convulsed Orange Inch Of Moon Perching On This Silver Minute Of Evening

All In Green Went My Love Of Riding On A Great Horse Of Gold Into The Silver Dawn.