Let All The Poison That Lurks In

Myths Are Seldom Simple, And Never Irresponsible.

Take Your Delight In Momentariness, Walk Between Dark And Dark A Shining Space With The Grave 's Narrowness, Though Not Its Peace.

One Gets To The Heart Of The Matter By A Series Of Experiences In The Same Pattern, But In Different Colors.

The Award Of A Pure Gold Medal For Poetry Would Flatter The Recipient Unduly: No Poem Ever Attains Such Carat Purity.

One Smile Relieves A Heart That Grieves.