He Is Exactly The Poem I Wanted

For Some Things There Are No Wrong Seasons. Which Is What I Dream Of For Me.

My First Two Books Are Out Of Print And, Okay, They Can Sleep There Comfortably. It's Early Work, Derivative Work.

In College, You Learn How To Learn. Four Years Is Not Too Much Time To Spend At That.

Every Day I Walk Out Into The World / To Be Dazzled, Then To Be Reflective.

I Don't Ask For The Sights In Front Of Me To Change, Only The Depth Of My Seeing.