“A thrush, because I'd been wrong,Burst rightly into songIn a world not vague,not lonely,Not governed by me only.”

“What is the opposite of two?A lonely me, a lonely you.”

“Teach me, like you, to drink creation whole/ And casting out myself, become a soul.”

“Now winter downs the dying of the year,And night is all a settlement of snow;From the soft street the rooms of houses showA gathered light, a shapen atmosphere,Like frozen-over lakes whose ice is thinAnd still allows some stirring down within.”

“Step off assuredly into the blank of your own mind. Something will come to you. Although at first You nod through nothing like a fogbound prow, Gravel will breed in the margins of your gaze”

“It is always a matter, my darling,Of life or death, as I had forgotten. I wishWhat I wished you before, but harder.”

“All that we do is touched with ocean, and yet we remain on the shore of what we know”