Poetry Must Be As New As Foam

The Jew Is At Once Alienated And Indestructible; He Is In Exile From His Own Country And In Exile Even From Himself, Yet He Survives The Annihilating Fury Of History.

Poetry Must Be As New As Foam & Old As Rock.

What Does Long Life Avail? The Best Seats At The Funerals Of Friends.

Where The Light Is, And Each Thing Clear,separate From All Others, Standing In Its Place,i Drink The Time And Touch Whatever's Near,and Hope For Day When The Whole World Has That Face:for What Assures Her Present Every Year?in Dark Accidents The Mind's Sufficient Grace.

How The False Truths Of The Years Of Youth Have Passed!have Passed At Full Speed Like Trains Which Never Stoppedthere Where I Stood And Waited, Hardly Aware,how Little I Knew, Or Which Of Them Was The Oneto Mount And Ride To Hope Or Where True Hope Arrives.