The joy that isnt shared, i have heard, dies young - Anne Sexton

1. The air is drugged with azalea blossoms - Rexroth

2. O heart, heart, so singularly Intransigent and corruptible. ... Moments slide unconsciously by us kike water - rexroth

3. Life is some kind of loathsome hag, Who is forever threatening to turn beautiful - William Meredith

4. Someone even more silent Passes over the grass without bendin it. ... It seems possible To live simply on this earth - Charles Simic

5. The joy that isnt shared, i have heard, dies young - Anne sexton