A Longing For The Dance Stirs In

I Can Hardly Wait For Tomorrow, It Means A New Life For Me Each And Every Day.

The Unconscious Creates, The Ego Edits.

The First Task Of The Poet Is To Create The Person Who Will Write The Poems.

To Conquer A Piece Of Earth And Make It As Beautiful As One Can Dream Of It Being: That Is Art, Too. A Man Cannot Be Separated From The Earth. I Come Out Of The Garden Every Day Feeling, Oh, Inspired In A Way That One Needs In Order To Convert The Daily-ness Of The Life Into Something Greater Than That Little Life Itself.

Be What You Are. Give What Is Yours To Give. Have Style. Dare.