Life Is Brutal That Way ... The

Prison Always Has Been A Good Place For Writers, Killing, As It Does, The Twin Demons Of Mobility And Diversion

Poets Are The Mad Midwives To Reality. They See Not What Is, Nor What Can Be, But What Must Become.

Poetry Is Only Secondarily About Words. Primarily, It Is About Truth. I Dealt With The Ding An Sich, The Substance Behind The Shadow, Weaving Powerful Concepts, Similes, And Connections The Way An Engineer Would Raise A Skyscraper With The Whiskered-alloy Skeleton Being Constructed Long Before The Glass And Plastic And Chromaluminum Appears.

If Our God's Work Is To Be Done In Our Time, We Must Do It Ourselves.

Fate And Victory Shift ... Now This Way, Now That Way -- Like A Line Of Unarmored Men Under A Hail Of Enemy Arrows.