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Then Let Yourself Love All That You Take Delight In Accept Yourself Whole, Accept The Heritage That Shaped You And Is Passed On From Age To Age Down To Your Entity. Remain Mysterious; Rather Than Be Pure, Accept Yourself As Numerous.

Much That Is Beautiful Must Be Discarded So That We May Resemble A Taller Impression Of Ourselves.

I Always Thought That Writing Poetry Was In Itself A Political Act.

Imagine A Painter Crucified By His Subject!

You Stupefied Me. We Waxed, Carnivores, Late And Alight In The Beaded Winter. All Was Ominous, Luminous.