How shall the mind keep warm
save at spectral fires—how thrive
but by the light of paradox?
~ Robert Hayden from “Stars" in COLLECTED POEMS
Don't surrender your loneliness
So quickly.
Let it cut more deep.
Let it ferment and season you
As few human
Or even divine ingredients can.
Something missing in my heart tonight
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice
So tender,
My need of God
Absolutely
Clear.