People should like poetry the way a child likes snow, and they would if poets wrote it. - Wallace Stevens

To see the gods dispelled in mid-air and dissolve like clouds is one of the great human experiences. It is not as if they had gone over the horizon to disappear for a time; nor as if they had been overcome by other gods of greater power and profounder knowledge. It is simply that they came to nothing.

There will never be an end
To this droning of the surf.

They married well because the marriage-place Was what they loved. It was neither heaven nor hell. They were love’s characters come face to face.