Shake The Tree Of Life Itself And

And We Who Delve In Beauty's Lore Know All That We Have Known Before Of What Inexorable Cause Makes Time So Vicious In His Reaping.

The Stillness Of October Gold Went Out Like Beauty From A Face.

I Wonder More And More Just Where I May Have Come Out If I Had Never Seen Harvard Square.

The World Is A Kind Of Spiritual Kindergarten Where Millions Of Bewildered Infants Are Trying To Spell "god" With The Wrong Blocks.

Seizing The Swift Logic Of A Woman, Curse God And Die.