I Work Best In Rhyme And Meter.

Ginsberg's Collected Poems Contains A Wonderful Poem About Making It With Neal Cassady.

How Sociable The Garden Was. We Ate And Talked In Given Light. The Children Put Their Toys To Grass All The Warm Wakeful August Night.

My Old Teacher's Definition Of Poetry Is An Attempt To Understand.

As If Hands Were Enough To Hold An Avalanche Off.

We Learned In The University To Consider Wordsworth And Keats As Romantics. They Were Only A Generation Apart, But Wordsworth Didn't Even Read Keats's Book When He Gave Him A Copy.