A True Sonnet Goes Eight Lines And

Life Is Tons Of Discipline. Your First Discipline Is Your Vocabulary; Then Your Grammar And Your Punctuation Then, In Your Exuberance And Bounding Energy You Say You're Going To Add To That. Then You Add Rhyme And Meter. And Your Delight Is In That Power.

States Strong Enough To Do Good Are But Few. Their Number Would Seem Limited To Three.

I Have Never Started A Poem Yet Whose End I Knew. Writing A Poem Is Discovering.

Home Is The Place Where, When You Have To Go There, They Have To Take You In.

Something We Were Withholding Made Us Weak, Until We Found It Was Ourselves.