We Learn What Poetry Is - If

You Must Not On Any Account Give Me Credit For Being Penetrating. I Have Impressed People That Way Before, And The Result Is Always Disaster.

I Grow Old … I Grow Old … I Shall Wear The Bottoms Of My Trousers Rolled.

The Great Ages Did Not Contain The Best Talent, They Wasted Less.

These Fragments I Have Shored Against My Ruins

Time Past And Time Future Allow But A Little Consciousness. To Be Conscious Is Not To Be In Time.