Fortunately, We Don't Need To Know How

If The Day Ever Comes When They Know Who They Are, They May Know Better Where They Are.

He Burned His House Down For The Fire Insurance And Spent The Proceeds On A Telescope.

But Not Gold In Commercial Quantities, Just Enough Gold To Make The Engagement Rings And Marriage Rings Of Those Who Owned The Farm. What Gold More Innocent Could One Have Asked For?

Poetry Is About The Grief. Politics Is About The Grievance.

The Sun Was Warm But The Wind Was Chill. You Know How It Is With An April Day. When The Sun Is Out And The Wind Is Still, You're One Month On In The Middle Of May. But If You So Much As Dare To Speak, A Cloud Come Over The Sunlit Arch, And Wind Comes Off A Frozen Peak, And You're Two Months Back In The Middle Of March.