More from Robert Graves
Love is a universal migraine.
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.“Symptoms of Love,” lines 1-3, from More Poems (1961)- Reply to questionnaire, “The Cost of Letters” in Horizon (September 1946)
A perfect poem is impossible. Once it had been written, the world would end.
The Paris Review, “Writers at Work: 4th series,” interview with Peter Buckman and William Fifield (1969)




