What wretched poverty of language! To compare stars to diamonds!

Like poetry, fashion does not state anything. It merely suggests

Two girls discover the secret of lifein a sudden line of poetry.

Becauseyou rubbed my shoulderlast nighta poemtraveled downmy arm.

La heradera del dia destruida.(The heiress of the destroyed day.)

A poet who reads his verse in public may have other nasty habits.

You are an Universe of Universes and your soul a source of songs.

I bring you with reverent handsThe books of my numberless dreams.

Straight between them ran the pathway,Never grew the grass upon it

Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thoughtAs doth eternity...

Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life.

Sometimes he did not know if he slept or just thought about sleep.

Poetry's work is the clarification and magnification of being.

Poetry might be defined as the clear expression of mixed feelings.

I have drunken deep of joy,And I will taste no other wine tonight.