Yes, and even for the past...t...

Yes, and even for the past...that it will turn out to have been all right for what it was. Something I can accept. Mistakes made by the self I had to be or was not able to be.

I do not see why I should e'er...

I do not see why I should e'er turn back, Or those should not set forth upon my track To overtake me, who should miss me here And long to know if still I held them dear. They would not find me changed from him they knew Ђ' Only more sure of all I thought was true.

O hushed October morning mild,...

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one fa

The sweet of bitter bark And b...

The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.

The Armful For every parcel I ...

The Armful For every parcel I stoop down to seize I lose some other off my arms and knees, And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns, Extremes too hard to comprehend at. once Yet nothing I should care to leave behind. With all I have to hold with hand and mind And heart, if need be, I will do my best. To keep their building balanced at my breast. I crouch down to prevent them as they fall; Then sit down in the middle of them all. I had to drop the armful in the road And try to stack them in a better load.

Love at the lips was touch

Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear;
And once that seemed too much;
I lived on air.

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Suddenly, quietly, you realize...

Suddenly, quietly, you realize that - from this moment forth - you will no longer walk through this life alone. Like a new sun this awareness arises within you, freeing you from fear, opening your life. It is the beginning of love, and the end of all that came before.

The nearest friends can go Wit...

The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.

I don't like to see things on ...

I don't like to see things on purpose. I like them to soak in. A friend . . . asked me to go to the top of the Empire State Building once, and I told him that he shouldn't treat New York as a sight-it's feeling, an emotional experience. And the same with every place else.

When work becomes play, and pl...

When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds.

Belief is better than anything...

Belief is better than anything else, and it is best when rapt - above paying its respects to anybody's doubt whatsoever.

Humour is the most engaging co...

Humour is the most engaging cowardice. With it myself I have been able to hold some of my enemy in play far out of gunshot.

Two such as you with such a ma...

Two such as you with such a master speed Cannot be parted nor be swept away

But these are flowers that fly...

But these are flowers that fly and all but sing:
And now from having ridden out desire
They lie closed over in the wind and cling
Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.

Butterflies...flowers that fly...

Butterflies...flowers that fly and all but sing.

Any work of art must first of ...

Any work of art must first of all tell a story.

I have just been to a city in ...

I have just been to a city in the West, a city full of poets, a city they have made safe for poets. The whole city is so lovely that you do not have to write it up to make it poetry; it is ready-made for you. But, I don't know - the poetry written in that city might not seem like poetry if read outside of the city. It would be like the jokes made when you were drunk; you have to get drunk again to appreciate them.

What makes a nation in the beg...

What makes a nation in the beginning is a good piece of geography.

In A Glass of Cider It seemed ...

In A Glass of Cider It seemed I was a mite of sediment That waited for the bottom to ferment So I could catch a bubble in ascent. I rode up on one till the bubble burst, And when that left me to sink back reversed I was no worse off than I was at first. I'd catch another bubble if I waited. The thing was to get now and then elated.

We can make a little order whe...

We can make a little order where we are, and then the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with colors, with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure.