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The times spat at me. I spit back at the times.
Not all lines, not all images, survive their season.
Poetry is the only hopeEven if you do not believe it, you have to do it.
Poems have their own fates, like children. You have only to give birth to them.
If you want to change the world's spirit, I will suggest that only poetry can do this.
The urge to kill, like the urge to beget, Is blind and sinister. Its craving is set Today on the flesh of a hare: tomorrow it can Howl the same way for the flesh of a man.