A Tree Is Best Measured When It

I'll Die Propped Up In Bed Trying To Do A Poem About America.

In The Night The Cabbages Catch At The Moon, The Leaves Drip Silver, The Rows Of Cabbages Are A Series Of Little Silver Waterfalls In The Moon.

The Secret Of Happiness Is To Admire Without Desiring.

Poetry Is The Opening And Closing Of A Door, Leaving Those Who Look Through To Guess About What Is Seen During The Moment.

Poetry Is A Kinetic Arrangement Of Static Syllables.