“Living things don't all require light in the same degree. Some of us make our own light: a silver leaf like a path no one can use, a shallow lake of silver in the darkness under the great maples. But you know this already. You and the others who think you live for truth and, by extension, love all that is cold.” LoveLightDarknessLonelinessColdLivingEmptyAloneBlankFlowersLeafCold HeartedEmotionlessGluckLamium Book:Poems, 1962-2012 Source: Poems, 1962-2012