Poetry Should Be Common In Experience But

Yet Some Say Love By Being Thrall And Simply Staying Possesses All In Several Beauty That Thought Fares Far To Find Fused In Another Star.

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

Let's Get My Incantation Right: "i Wish I May, I Wish I Might" Give Earth Another Satellite.

They Cannot Scare Me With Their Empty Spaces Between Stars—on Stars Where No Human Race Is. I Have It In Me So Much Nearer Home To Scare Myself With My Own Desert Places.

The Sidelong Glance Is What You Depend On.