The Stars Know Everything, So

If The Sky Falls They Shall Have Clouds For Supper.

Found Objects, Chance Creations, Ready-mades (mass-produced Items Promoted Into Art Objects, Such As Duchamp's "fountain"-urinal As Sculpture) Abolish The Separation Between Art And Life. The Commonplace Is Miraculous If Rightly Seen.

A Poem Is An Invitation To A Voyage. As In Life, We Travel To See Fresh Sights.

Poetry Is An Orphan Of Silence. The Words Never Quite Equal The Experience Behind Them.

He Who Cannot Howl Will Not Find His Pack.