While the river of life glides along smoothly it remains the same river only the landscape on either bank seems to change.
That poetry survived in its formal agencies finally and that prose survived to get something said.
Suddenly the whole imagination of writing and editorial and newspaper and all...
Who writes poetry imbibes honey from the poisoned lips of life.
My opinion is that a poet should express the emotion of all the ages and...
I write poetry in order to live more fully.
