Style Is That Which Indicates

But These Are Flowers That Fly And All But Sing: And Now From Having Ridden Out Desire They Lie Closed Over In The Wind And Cling Where Wheels Have Freshly Sliced The April Mire.

Humor Is The Most Engaging Cowardice.

But He Had Gone His Way, The Grass All Mown, And I Must Be, As He Had Been - Alone, As All Must Be, I Said Within My Heart, Whether They Work Together Or Apart.

I Would Not Come In. I Meant Not Even If Asked, And I Hadn't Been.

Poets Need Not Go To Niagara To Write About The Force Of Falling Water.