“ That's the way it is with poetry: When it is incomprehensible it seems profound, and when you understand it, it is only ridiculous. Galway Kinnell
“ Little sleep's-head sprouting hair in the moonlight,when I come backwe will go out together,we will walk out together among,the ten thousand things,each scratched too late with such knowledge, the wag… Galway Kinnell
“ How many nights must it takeone such as me to learnthat we aren’t, after all, madefrom that bird that flies out of its ashes,that for usas we go up in flames, our one workisto open ourselves, to bethe… Galway Kinnell
“ The budstands for all things,even for those things that don’t flower,for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessaryto reteach a thing its loveliness,to put a h… Galway Kinnell
“ When a group of people get up from a table, the table doesn’tknow which way any of them will go. Galway Kinnell
