I'm One Of The Cliches That Has

You Don't Help People In Your Poems. I've Been Trying To Help People All My Life - That's My Trouble

Love Is Form, And Cannot Be Without Important Substance

What Pudor Pejorocracy Affronts How Awe, Night-rest And Neighborhood Can Rot What Breeds Where Dirtiness Is Law What Crawls Below

And All Now Is War Where So Lately There Was Peace, And The Sweet Brotherhood, The Use Of Tilled Fields.

I Don't Live For Poetry. I Live Far More Than Anybody Else Does.