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A Poem Doesn't Do Everything For You. You Are Supposed To Go On With Your Thinking. You Are Supposed To Enrich The Other Person's Poem With Your Extensions, Your Uniquely Personal Understandings, Thus Making The Poem Serve You.

I Swear To Keep The Dead Upon My Mind, / Disdain For All Time To Be Overglad.

The Civil Rights Situation Is Like A Pregnancy. It Will Get Worse, I Believe, Before It Gets Better. What The Usual Pregnancy Comes To Is A Decent Baby. That Is What We All Hope Will Be The End Product Of This Stress. It Is Customary, At The End Of A Pregnancy, To Have For Your Pains A Decent Baby.

... Sometimes You Have To Deal / Devilishly With Drowning Men In Order To Swim Them To Shore.

This Is The Urgency: Live! And Have Your Blooming In The Noise Of The Whirlwind.