Miłosz: "Today the only poetry worthy of the name is eschatological..."

"The earth is slow, but deep, and good for hiding..." --W.S. Merwin

"The Moon's the North Wind's cooky. He bites it, day by day, Until there's but a rim of scraps That crumble all away. "The South Wind is a baker. He kneads clouds in his den, And bakes a crisp new moon that . . . greedy North . . . Wind . . . eats . . . again!" --Vachel Lindsay