Adversity Is A Stimulus.

The Most Astonishing Joy Is To Receive From The Muses The Gift Of A Whole Lyric.

For Me A Poem Has To Sing Out Of Itself And The Lilt Of It Carries The Magic.

My Earliest Poems Sing Of The Absolute Necessity Of Allowing Love To Invade And Pervade One's Life. That Can Make The Miracle Happen In Reality. Try It.

Everything That Ever Happened Is Still Happening. Past, Present And Future Keep Happening In The Eternity Which Is Here And Now.

If Bitterness Wants To Get Into The Act, I Offer It A Cookie Or A Gumdrop.