I've Always Wanted To Write

Because Of The Dog’s Joyfulness, Our Own Is Increased. It Is No Small Gift.

Walks Work For Me. I Enter Some Arena That Is Neither Conscious Or Unconscious.

We Do Not Love Anything More Deeply Than We Love A Story.

I Took One Look And Fell, Hook And Tumble.

On Poetry: Everyone Wants To Know What It Means. But Nobody Is Asking, How Does It Feel?