A Poet Reflects

When I was young I felt like I
Had to understand how things are, before I died.

—Robert Penn Warren, closing lines to section [1] of “XX. Reading Late at Night, Thermometer Falling” in Or Else: Poem/Poems 1968-1974 (Random House, 1974)

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