Poems Give You The Lives

There Is No Technique, There Is Just The Way To Do It. Now, Are We Going To Measure Or Are We Going To Cook?

The Urge To Travel Feels Magnetic. Two Of My Favorite Words Are Linked: Departure Time. And Travel Whets The Emotions, Turns Upside Down The Memory Bank, And The Golden Coins Scatter.

Never Lose Your Childish Enthusiasm And Things Will Come Your Way.

May Summer Last A Hundred Years.

Anytime The Perfume Of Orange And Lemon Groves Wafts In The Window; The Human Body Has To Feel Suffused With A Languorous Well-being.