| Do not go gentle into that good night Do not go gentle into that good night, |
| One Art The art of losing isn't hard to master; |
| Improvisation on Lines by Isaac the Blind Only by sucking, not by knowing |
| Apocalypse Soliloquy I hope my death is not stolen from me |
| Cracked Ice When I return, I'll come in clapboard, stained |
| Suburban Conformity caught here, nobody catches it |