As Henry Moore carvedor modelled his sculpture every day,he strove to surpass Donatello4. and failed, but woke the next morningelated for another try.

Your presence in this house is almost as enormous and painful as your absence.

Are you past pity? If you have consciousness now, if I something I can call "you" has something like "consciousness," I doubtyou remember the last days.I play them over and over:I lift your wasted bodyonto the commode, your armslooped around my neck, aimingyour bony bottom so thatit will not bruise on a rail.Faintly you repeat,"Momma, Momma.

In 2013 there were 7,427 poetry readings in April, many on a Thursday. For anyone born in 1928 who pays attention to poetry, the numerousness is astonishing. In April 1948, there were 15 readings in the United States, 12 by Robert Frost. So I claim. The figures are imaginary, but you get the point.