You Don't Know What You're

We Walk Through So Many Myths Of Each Other And Ourselves; We Are So Thankful When Someone Sees Us For Who We Are And Accepts Us.

Poetry Is A Dumb Buddha Who Thinks A Donkey Is As Important As A Diamond.

I Wonder If I Don't Give Too Much Of Myself To Writing: I Am Always Half Where I Am; The Other Half Is Feeding The Furnace, Kick-starting The Heat Of Creativity. I Am Making Love With Someone But At The Same Time I'm Noticing How This Graceful Hand Across My Belly Might Just Fit In With The Memory Of Lilacs In Albuquerque In 1974.

The Harder You Chase Something, The Faster You Go And The Less You're Able To Let Life Meet Life. If You're Having Difficulty Coming Up With New Ideas, Then Slow Down.

If You Love The Work, It Will Love You Back.