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Try Making A Poem As If It Were A Table, Clear And Solid, Standing There Outside You.

Solitude Is One Thing And Loneliness Is Another.

We Are All Jellyfish, Too Pitiful And Too Afraid Of Being Disliked To Be Honest.

I Feel Often Very Close To The Ecstasy And Anguish Which Lie At The Very Heart Of Poetry - I Am Writing A Lot.

I Tell The Gods Are Still Alive / And They Are Not Consoling.