Love! Love Until The Night Collapses!

On Our Earth, Before Writing Was Invented, Before The Printing Press Was Invented, Poetry Flourished. That Is Why We Know That Poetry Is Like Bread; It Should Be Shared By All, By Scholars And By Peasants, By All Our Vast, Incredible, Extraordinary Family Of Humanity.

The Tomato Offers Its Gift Of Fiery Color And Cool Completeness.

I Say Love, And The World Populates Itself With Doves.

Como Se Reparten El Sol En El Naranjo Las Naranjas? How Do The Oranges Divide Up Sunlight In The Orange Tree?

Your Wide Eyes Are The Only Light I Know From Extinguished Constellations.