I Myself Am Hell; Nobody's Here

Wallowing In This Bloody Sty, I Cast For Fish That Pleased My Eye

Most Poetry Is Very Formal, But When A Modern Poet Is Formal He Gets More Attention For It Than Old Poets Did.

It's The Light Of The Oncoming Train.

Poetry Is Not The Record Of An Event: It Is An Event.

And Blue-lung'd Combers Lumbered To The Kill.