Everything in the world exists to end up in a book. >>
The pure work implies the disappearance of the poet as speaker, who ha >>
There is only beauty -- and it has only one perfect expression -- poet >>
If there's no money in poetry, neither is there poetry in money. >>
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That willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes >>
There is only beauty -- and it has only one perfect expression -- poetry. All the rest is a lie --except for those who live by the body, love, and, that love of the mind, friendship. For me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because its sensual delight falls back deliciously in my soul.