For Art Is Order, But It Is

For Me A True Poem Is On The Way When I Begin To Be Haunted, When It Seems As If I Were Being Asked An Inescapable Question By An Angel With Whom I Must Wrestle To Get At The Answer.

May We Agree That Private Life Is Irrelevant? Multiple, Mixed, Ambiguous At Best - Out Of It We Try To Fashion The Crystal Clear, The Singular, The Absolute, And That Is What Is Relevant; That Is What Matters.

Fire Is A Good Companion For The Mind.

One Must Think Like A Hero To Behave Like A Merely Decent Human Being.

Mountains Define You. You Cannot Define / Them.