A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And

I Heard Someone Say He [carl Sandburg] Was The Kind Of Writer Who Had Everything To Gain And Nothing To Lose By Being Translated Into Another Language.

I Could Define Poetry This Way: It Is That Which Is Lost Out Of Both Prose And Verse In Translation.

Nothing Gold Can Stay.

Writing Free Verse Is Like Playing Tennis With The Net Down.

An Idea Is A Feat Of Association, And The Height Of It Is A Good Metaphor.