“For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives
In the valley of its making where executives
Would never want to tamper, flows on south
From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs,
Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives,
A way of happening, a mouth.”
—Auden
Response to Auden
Alter perception to unface reality:
Freedom, Survival, Expression.
Never cry in town.
The holy communion of heroines,
the skin of a pear. The arsonist.