We Are Asleep With Compasses

I Offer You What I Have My Poverty

Send Me Out Into Another Life Lord Because This One Is Growing Faint I Do Not Think It Goes All The Way

From What We Cannot Hold The Stars Are Made.

We Travel Far And Fast And As We Pass Through We Forget Where We Have Been

But Most Love Poetry Is Awful; Nobody Knows How To Write Good Love Poetry Either. But That's Not A Reason Not To Write Love Poetry. Some Of The Best Poetry Ever Written Has Been Love Poetry, And Some Of The Greatest Poetry Ever Written Has Been Political Poetry.