In Our Age, If A Boy Or

You Must Believe: A Poem Is A Holy Thing - A Good Poem, That Is. The Poem, Even A Short Time After Being Written, Seems No Miracle; Unwritten, It Seems Something Beyond The Capacity Of The Gods.

All Lovers Live By Longing, And Endure: Summon A Vision And Declare It Pure.

And I Rejoiced In Being What I Was.

The Poet: Would Rather Eat A Heart Than A Hambone.

Should We Say The Self, Once Perceived, Becomes The Soul?