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I Turned To Speak To God About The World's Despair But To Make Bad Matters Worse I Found God Wasn't There.

For I Thought Epicurus And Lucretius By Nature Meant The Whole Goddam Machinery.

A Poem Begins With A Lump In The Throat; A Homesickness Or A Love Sickness. It Is A Reaching-out Toward Expression; An Effort To Find Fulfillment. A Complete Poem Is One Where An Emotion Has Found Its Thought And The Thought Has Found Words.

A True Sonnet Goes Eight Lines And Then Takes A Turn For Better Or Worse And Goes Six Or Eight Lines More.

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