And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry for we have pulled down the stars to our will.
The real trouble with war (modern war) is that it gives no one a chance to...
I write poetry in order to live more fully.
Imagination is a poor matter when it has to part company with understanding.