“Hunger is a wayOf standing outside windowsThe entering takes away.”

“I had been hungry all the years-My noon had come, to dine-I, trembling, drew the table nearAnd touched the curious wine. 'Twas this on tables I had seenWhen turning, hungry, lone,I looked in windows, for the wealthI could not hope to own. I did not know the ample bread,'Twas so unlike the crumbThe birds and I had often sharedIn Nature's diningroom. The plenty hurt me, 'twas so new,--Myself felt ill and odd,As berry of a mountain bushTransplanted to the road. Nor was I hungry; so I foundThat hunger was a wayOf persons outside windows,The entering takes away.”

“The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.”

“The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.”

“I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work.”

“We journey to the day,And tell each other how we sang To keep the dark away.”

“My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -In Corners - till a DayThe Owner passed - identified -And carried Me away -”