My! Ain't Men Blinder'n Moles?

Polyphonic Prose Is A Kind Of Free Verse, Except That It Is Still Freer. Polyphonic Makes Full Use Of Cadence, Rime, Alliteration, Assonance.

When You Came, You Were Like Red Wine And Honey, And The Taste Of You Burnt My Mouth With Its Sweetness.

Sexual Love Is The Most Stupendous Fact Of The Universe, And The Most Magical Mystery Our Poor Blind Senses Know.

How Hard, How Desperately Hard, Is The Way Of The Experimenter In Art!

If What We Worship Fail Us, Still The Fire Burns On, And It Is Much To Have Believed.