I Have Been Younger In October Than

If You Can't Bear What's Happening To The Natural World, If You Can't Bear The Way We Treat Each Other; If You Can't Bear Wars, You Just Can't Bear The Whole Idea Of War, Which Is Possibly Unavoidable. But Still, You Resist It. Because You Just Hate Our Treating Each Other That Way And Causing That Suffering.

The Moment We Turn Over The Soil We Start Poisoning It And We Go On Poisoning It All The Way Through... And There's Probably Not A River In The United States That Doesn't Have Pesticide Poisoning In It. The Fish Are Dying. The Seas Are Getting Polluted. All Of These Things Are Happening. The Rain Forests Are Going. That's What The Context Is.

Sitting Over Words Very Late I Have Heard A Kind Of Whispered Sighing Not Far Like A Night Wind In Pines Or Like The Sea In The Dark The Echo Of Everything That Has Ever Been Spoken Still Spinning Its One Syllable Between The Earth And Silence.

I Needed My Mistakes In Their Order To Get Me Here

The Story Of Each Stone Leads Back To A Mountain.