I'm One Of The Cliches That Has

I'm Sorry, But I Was Born With A Towel On My Head.

There Is A Grace Of Life Which Is Still Yours, My Dear Europe.

The Poem, For Me, Is Simply The First Sound Realized In The Modality Of Being.

I Have Had To Learn The Simplest Things Last. Which Made For Difficulties.

I Was Playing Catch With The European Audience.