I'm Not A Teacher, But An Awakener.

When Work Becomes Play, And Play Becomes Your Work, Your Life Unfolds.

So When At Times The Mob Is Swayed To Carry Praise Or Blame Too Far, We May Choose Something Like A Star To Stay Our Minds On And Be Staid.

It Was Far In The Sameness Of The Wood; I Was Running With Joy On The Demon's Trail, Though I Knew What I Hunted Was No True God.

Poetry Is Play. I'd Even Rather Have You Think Of It As A Sport. For Instance, Like Football.

Like A Piece Of Ice On A Hot Stove The Poem Must Ride On Its Own Melting.