I Think We Got Much Better Poetry

The Difficult Part Of Love Is Being Selfish Enough.

The Poetic Impulse Is Distinct From Ideas About Things Or Feelings About Things, Though It May Use These. It's More Like A Desire To Separate A Piece Of One's Experience & Set It Up On Its Own, An Isolated Object Never To Trouble You Again, At Least Not For A Bit. In The Absence Of This Impulse Nothing Stirs.

... Everyone Young Going Down The Long Slide To Happiness, Endlessly.

And The Case Of Butterflies So Rich It Looks As If All Summer Settled There And Died.

I Never Think Of Poetry Or The Poetry Scene, Only Separate Poems Written By Individuals.