Here's To Opening And Upward... And To

Wholly To Be A Fool While Spring Is In The World My Blood Approves, And Kisses Are A Far Better Fate Than Wisdom Lady I Swear By All Flowers.

Unbeing Dead Isn't Being Alive.

In The Street Of The Sky Night Walks Scattering Poems

For Whenever Men Are Right They Are Not Young

I Imagine That Yes Is The Only Living Thing.