cael’s Reviews > Why I Am Not a Painter and Other Poems > Status Update

“Go back to sleep now Frank, and I may leave a tiny poem in that brain of yours as my farewell.”

“I trust the sanity of my vessel; and if it sinks, it may well be in answer to the reasoning of the eternal voices, the waves which have kept me from reaching you.”

you don’t get ‘to the Harbormaster’ like I do

“And it was given to me as the soul is given the hands to hold the ribbons of life!”

“So are we taking off our masks, are we, and keeping our mouths shut?” / “It is the law of my own voice I shall investigate.” / “It’s a summer day, and I wanted to be wanted more than anything else in the world.” one of my all time favourite poems

“Poetry didn’t tell me not to play with toys but alone I could never have figured out that dolls meant death.”