Spring Is Noticed, If At All By

The Storm That Bends The Birch Trees Is Held To Be Violent But How About The Storm That Bends The Backs Of The Roadworkers?

Come In, Dear Wind, And Be Our Guest You Too Have Neither Home Nor Rest.

Mixing One's Wines May Be A Mistake, But Old And New Wisdom Mix Admirably.

For Art To Be 'unpolitical' Means Only To Ally Itself With The 'ruling' Group.

Oh Why Do We Not Say The Important Things, It Would Be So Easy, And We Are Damned Because We Do Not.