Summer has filled her veins with light and her heart is washed with noon. C. Day Lewis More Quotes by C. Day Lewis More Quotes From C. Day Lewis First, I do not sit down at my desk to put into verse something that is already clear in my mind. If it were clear in my mind, I should have no incentive or need to write about it. C. Day Lewis needdownsomethingmind No good poem, however confessional it may be, is just a self-expression. Who on earth would claim that the pearl expresses the oyster? C. Day Lewis justwhogoodearth We do not write in order to be understood; we write in order to understand. C. Day Lewis writeunderstandunderstoodorder
