I Believe People May Have A Predisposition

I Keep The Drafts Of Each Poem In Color-coded Folders. I Pick Up The Folders According To How I Feel About That Color That Day.

Everybody Who's Anybody Longs To Be A Tree.

The Sound Of The Mandolin Is A Very Curious Sound Because It's Cheerful And Melancholy At The Same Time, And I Think It Comes From That Shadow String, The Double Strings.

Under Adversity, Under Oppression, The Words Begin To Fail, The Easy Words Begin To Fail. In Order To Convey Things Accurately, The Human Being Is Almost Forced To Find The Most Precise Words Possible, Which Is A Precondition For Literature.

I Think That When A Poem Can Move Readers Across Generations And Across Its Specific Class Or Race Then It Becomes Truly Classic.