The Summer Demands And Takes

The Gray Glaze Of The Past Attacks All Know-how...

Extreme Patience And Persistence Are Required, Yet Everybody Succeeds At This Before Being Handed The Surprise Box Lunch Of The Rest Of His Life.

I Always Thought That Writing Poetry Was In Itself A Political Act.

Somewhere Someone Is Traveling Furiously Toward You, At Incredible Speed, Traveling Day And Night.

There Is The View That Poetry Should Improve Your Life. I Think People Confuse It With The Salvation Army.