We Don't Ask A Flower

... Sometimes You Have To Deal / Devilishly With Drowning Men In Order To Swim Them To Shore.

Life For My Child Is Simple, And Is Good.

Poetry Is Life Distilled.

Exhaust The Little Moment. Soon It Dies. And Be It Gash Or Gold It Will Not Come Again In This Identical Guise.

Say To Them, Say To The Down-keepers, The Sun-slappers, The Self-soilers, The Harmony-hushers, "even If You Are Not Ready For Day It Cannot Always Be Night." You Will Be Right. For That Is The Hard Home-run. Live Not For Battles Won. Live Not For The-end-of-the-song. Live In The Along.