It's Hard Being A Hostage

I Had No Idea Where These Kids At A Small Private College In The San Fernando Valley Were Coming From, Why They Were Coming To Hear Me, Or What They Needed To Know.

The Self Is An Oral Society In Which The Present Is Constantly Running A Dialogue With The Past And The Future Inside Of One Skin.

For Several Centuries What Has Passed For Song In Literary Circles Was Any Text That Looked Like The Lyrics For A Commonplace Melodic Setting.

The Ancient Greek "oral Poets" All Had This Anxiety About The Deficiencies Of Their Memories And Always Began Poems By Praying To The Muse To Help Them Remember.

I Learned Enough Hebrew To Stagger Through A Meaningless Ceremony That I Scarcely Remember.