It Is For This, Partly, That I

What Was Time But A Convention, A Habit Of Mind, A Custom Of Dress?

The Desire For Magic Cannot Be Eradicated. Even The Most Supposedly Rational People Attempt To Practice Magic In Love And War. We Simultaneously Possess The Most Primitive Of Brain Stems And The Most Sophisticated Of Cortices. The Imperatives Of Each Coexist Uneasily.

Poetry Is The Language We Speak In The Most Terrifying Or Ecstatic Passages Of Our Lives. But The Very Word Poetry Scares People. They Think Of Their Grade School Teachers Reciting 'hiawatha' And They Groan.

Art Is Not Advocacy And Advocacy Is Not Art.

We All Have Fantasies About Sex That Are More Perfect Than Anything In Reality.