Every so often I find some poems that are too good for the readers of The Atlantic because they are a little too involved with the nature of poetry, as such.
“On the surface we all act like we all love each other and we're free and easy, and actually we're far more moralistic than any other society I've ever lived in.”
“Let us tenderly and kindly cherish, therefore, the means of knowledge. Let us dare to read, think, speak, and write.”