No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face." [ ]
The Complete Poetry and Selected ProseWhen I write after dark the shades of evening scatter their purple through my prose.
Enemies of PromiseJoy is a marvelous increasing of what exists, a pure addition out of nothingness.
Ahead of All Parting: The Selected Poetry and ProseThe public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything, except what is worth knowing.
The Soul of Man Under Socialism, and Selected Critical Prose