Live In A Perpetual Great Astonishment.

May My Silences Become More Accurate.

Time Marks Us While We Are Marking Time.

How Body From Spirit Slowly Does Unwind, Until We Are Pure Spirit At The End.

Teach As An Old Fishing Guide Takes Out A Beginner.

The Indignity Of It!- With Everything Blooming Above Me, Lilies, Pale-pink Cyclamen, Roses, Whole Fields Lovely And Inviolate,- Me Down In The Fetor Of Weeds, Crawling On All Fours, Alive, In A Slippery Grave.