Unique how it's loaded and coded, poses of a poet, Imagery was one of his victories how he showed it, but how he sold the bleak with tenderness is ironic, light went with the pain, but timidness darkened sonnets, I ponder how this poet's one wonder had heightened thunder, claps of his aggressiveness stressing the risk of blunder, though no other sketches his place of distinct taste, and if they did they face a trace of missed mistakes.