Certainly The Modern Poets I Cherish Most

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

When They Shall Paint Our Sockets Gray And Light Us Like A Stinking Fuse, Remember That We Once Could Say, Yesterday We Had A World To Lose.

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.

The Ear Writes My Poems, Not The Mind.

A Poem Has Secrets That The Poet Knows Nothing Of.