I Have Written Some Poetry That I

Give Me Hunger, Pain And Want, Shut Me Out With Shame And Failure From Your Doors Of Gold And Fame, Give Me Your Shabbiest, Weariest Hunger! But Leave Me A Little Love.

To Never See A Fool You Lock Yourself In Your Room And Smash The Looking-glass.

The Woman Named Tomorrow Sits With A Hairpin In Her Teeth And Takes Her Time

Revolt And Terror Pay A Price. Order And Law Have A Cost.

Time Is A Great Teacher, Who Can Live Without Hope?