The Sea Was Angry That

Coleridge Received The Person From Porlock And Ever After Called Him A Curse, Then Why Did He Hurry To Let Him In? He Could Have Hid In The House.

I Don't Think Auden Liked My Poetry Very Much, He's Very Anglican.

See The Cat At Love, Rolling With Its Sweetheart, Up And Over, With Shriek And Moan. But If A Person Comes By, They Break Away, Sit Separate Upon A Fence Washing Their Faces - And Might Never Have Met At All.

I'll Have Your Heart, If Not By Gift My Knife Shall Carve It Out. I'll Have Your Heart, Your Life.

I'm Alive Today, Therefore I'm Just As Much A Part Of Our Time As Everybody Else. The Times Will Just Have To Enlarge Themselves To Make Room For Me, Won't They, And For Everybody Else.