In The Glare Of Your Mind, Be

Like Magellan, Let Us Find Our Islands To Die In, Far From Home, From Anywhere Familiar. Let Us Risk The Wildest Places, Lest We Go Down In Comfort, And Despair.

Poetry Isn't A Profession, It's A Way Of Life. It's An Empty Basket; You Put Your Life Into It And Make Something Out Of That.

I Don't Ask For The Sights In Front Of Me To Change, Only The Depth Of My Seeing.

Look For Verbs Of Muscle, Adjectives Of Exactitude.

Belief Isn't Always Easy. But This Much I Have Learned--- If Not Enough Else--- To Live With My Eyes Open.