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During The Gulf War, I Remember Two Little Third Grade Girls Saying To Me - After I Read Them Some Poems By Writers In Iraq - 'you Know, We Never Thought About There Being Children In Iraq Before.' And I Thought, 'well Those Poems Did Their Job, Because Now They'll Think About Everything A Little Bit Differently.'

There Is A Place To Stand Where You Can See So Many Lights You Forget You Are One Of Them.

Mystery: Everything Felt Better Before You Got There Than When You Actually Got There. When You Actually Got There, You Didn't Quite Have The Energy To Be There.

The Thousands Small Birds Of January In Their Smooth Soaring Cloud Finding The Trees.

I Want To Be Someone Making Music/with My Coming.