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Far In The Pillared Dark Thrush Music Went- Almost Like A Call To Come In To The Dark And Lament. But No, I Was Out For Stars: I Would Not Come In. I Meant Not Even If Asked, And I Hadn't Been.

Poets Are Like Baseball Pitchers. Both Have Their Moments. The Intervals Are The Tough Things.

In Three Words I Can Sum Up Everything I've Learned About Life: It Goes On.

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

Poetry Is A Way Of Taking Life By The Throat.