After the first powerful plain manifesto The black statement of pistons, without more fuss But gliding like a queen, she leaves the station. - Stephen Spender

I say, stamping the words with emphasis, Drink from here energy and only energy

Involved in my own entrails and a crust Turning a pitted surface towards a space, I am a world that watches through a sky And is persuaded by mirrors To regard its being as an external shell, One of a universe of stars and faces.

Although Poets are vain and ambitious, their vanity and ambition are of the purest kind attainable in this world. They are ambitious to be accepted for what they altimately are as revealed in their poetry.