Poetry is adolescence fermented and thus preserved.

If there is dissatisfaction with the status quo good. If there is ferment so much the better. If there is restlessness I am pleased. Then let there be ideas and hard thought and hard work. If man feels small let man make himself bigger.

It is not all bad this getting old ripening. After the fruit has got its growth it should juice up and mellow. God forbid I should live long enough to ferment and rot and fall to the ground in a squash.