We All Want What's Been Suddenly Disallowed.

Love Is Form, And Cannot Be Without Important Substance

The Heroes Of The Present Will Retreat To The Imitation They Are Anyhow.

Of Rhythm Is Image / Of Image Is Knowing / Of Knowing There Is / A Construct

And All Now Is War Where So Lately There Was Peace, And The Sweet Brotherhood, The Use Of Tilled Fields.

A Poem Is Energy Transferred From Where The Poet Got It (he Will Have Some Several Causations), By Way Of The Poem Itself To, All The Way Over To, The Reader.