I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains...#France, #Poetry
Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive...#Poetry, #Progress
...pleasure, of course, is a slippery word.... Our pleasures ultimately belong to us, not to...#Pleasur, #Poetry
...pleasure, of course, is a slippery word.... Our pleasures ultimately belong to us, not to...#Pleasure, #Poetry, #Poets
All of the arts, poetry, music, ritual, the visible arts, the theater, must singly and...#Art, #Music, #Poetry
