If You're Not Annoying Somebody, You're Not

You Meet The Same People On The Way Down That You Meet On The Way Up, But You're Going The Other Way.

Writing Poetry Is A State Of Free Float.

I Think The Book You Always Like Best Is The One You're About To Write.

I Look Up At The Ceiling, Tracing The Foliage Of The Wreath. Today It Makes Me Think Of A Hat, The Large-brimmed Hats Women Used To Wear At Some Period During The Old Days: Hats Like Enormous Halos, Festooned With Fruit And Flowers, And The Feathers Of Exotic Birds; Hats Like An Idea Of Paradise, Floating Just Above The Head, A Thought Solidified.

If You Get Hungry Enough, They Say, You Start Eating Your Own Heart.