“I’ve pressed sofar away frommy desire thatif you askedme what Iwant I would,accepting the harmoniouscompletion of thedrift, say annihilation,probably.”

“To be saved is here, local and mortal”

“Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed. Having once experienced the mystery, plenitude, contradiction, and composure of a work of art, we afterward have a built-in resistance to the slogans and propaganda of oversimplification that have often contributed to the destruction of human life. Poetry is a verbal means to a nonverbal source. It is a motion to no-motion, to the still point of contemplation and deep realization.”

“I’ve pressed sofar away frommy desire thatif you askedme what Iwant I would,accepting the harmoniouscompletion of thedrift, say annihilation,probably.”

“Things go away to return, brightened for the passage”