The Kind Of Poetry I Want (Hugh MacDiarmid)

A poetry like the hope of achieving ere very long
A tolerable idea of what happens from first to last
If we bend a piece of wire
Backwards and forwards until it breaks.

Why I Choose Red -- Hugh MacDiarmid

I fight in red for the same reasons
That Garibaldi chose the red shirt

      -- Because a few men in a field wearing red

Look like many men  -- if there are ten you will think
There are a hundred; if a hundred
You will believe them a thousand.
And the colour of red dances in the enemy's rifle sights
And his aim will be bad – But, best reason of all,
A man in a red shirt can neither hide nor retreat.