I'm Not Confused. I'm Just Well Mixed.

It Is Absurd To Think That The Only Way To Tell If A Poem Is Lasting Is To Wait And See If It Lasts. The Right Reader Of A Good Poem Can Tell The Moment It Strikes Him That He Has Taken An Immortal Wound-that He Will Never Get Over It.

I'm Not A Teacher, But An Awakener.

Have I Not Walked Without An Upward Look Of Caution Under Stars That Very Well Might Not Have Missed Me When They Shot And Fell? It Was A Risk I Had To Take-and Took.

Hope Is Not Found In A Way Out But A Way Through.

There Would Be More Than Ocean-water Broken Before God's Last Put Out The Light Was Spoken.