At The Dinner Table, If You Can't

In The Great Cities, Winter Glitters With Art And Feasting. But Poetry, The Country Cousin, Sees Only The Dearth Of The Fields.

Enough Is Ever-receding.

Rescue Someone Unwilling To Look After Himself, And He Will Cling To You Like A Dangerous Illness.

I Tried Self-sacrifice A Couple Of Times In My Youth.

Opportunity Knocks, But Doesn't Always Answer To Its Name.