My Cradle Was A Shoe.

You Grieve Not That Heaven Does Not Exist But That It Exists Without Us

I Had Hardly Begun To Read I Asked How Can You Ever Be Sure That What You Write Is Really Any Good At All And He Said You Can't You Can't You Can Never Be Sure You Die Without Knowing Whether Anything You Wrote Was Any Good If You Have To Be Sure Don't Write

If You Can't Bear What's Happening To The Natural World, If You Can't Bear The Way We Treat Each Other; If You Can't Bear Wars, You Just Can't Bear The Whole Idea Of War, Which Is Possibly Unavoidable. But Still, You Resist It. Because You Just Hate Our Treating Each Other That Way And Causing That Suffering.

Of Course There Is Nothing The Matter With The Stars It Is My Emptiness Among Them While They Drift Farther Away In The Invisible Morning

The Divine Comedy Is A Political Poem And When You Say Poetry Is Not About - He's Always Quoted Out Of Context, That "poetry Makes Nothing Happen," That Doesn't Mean You Shrug Your Shoulders And Don't Try To Make Anything Happen. And Dante Felt That Poetry Was Engaged, There Was A Point Of View; It's Not My Point Of View, It's Orthodox Medieval Christianity, And I Have My Troubles With That. He Didn't Feel That You Could Just Rule Out So Important A Section Of Life - We Care About These Things, And It's Out Of Caring About Them That We Write Poetry.