Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

that your power of commandwith simple language wasone of the magnificent things ofour century.(from the poem: result)

And the silence, it cuts me. The silence, it gores me,Spilling my blood as the rain falls on me.Excerpt from "Silence

Stars open among the lilies.Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?This is the silence of astounded souls.

Some hae meat and canna eat,And some wad eat that want it,But we hae meat and we can eat,And sae the Lord be thankit.

I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.

Some wrong eternity that wouldn’t budge, like trying to move a wardrobe or a safe, only to feel how light I was.

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still.

I do not know which to prefer,The beauty of inflectionsOr the beauty of innuendosThe blackbird whistlingOr just after.

Hay una estrella mas abiertaque la palabra 'amapola'?Is there a star more wide openthan the word 'poppy"?

Anger's like a battery that leaks acid right out of meAnd it starts from the heart 'til it reaches my outer me

Poetry is as necessary to comprehension as science. It is as impossible to live without reverence as it is without joy.

The profoundest of all sensualitiesis the sense of truthand the next deepest sensual experienceis the sense of justice.

i hope thatwhoever you arewherever you areand no matter howyou are feelingyou will always have somethingto smile about.