The Figure A Poem Makes. It Begins

I'd Like To Get Away From Earth Awhile / And Then Come Back To It And Begin Over.

We Ran As If To Meet The Moon.

Why Make So Much Of Fragmentary Blue In Here And There A Bird, Or Butterfly, Or Flower, Or Wearing-stone, Or Open Eye, When Heaven Presents In Sheets The Solid Hue?

Yes, Of Course [this Age] Is Materialistic, But The Only Way To Counteract It Is To Create Spiritual Things. Don't Worry Yourself About The Materialism Too Much. Create And Stir Other People To Create!

A Civilized Society Is One Which Tolerates Eccentricity To The Point Of Doubtful Sanity.