Part Of The Strength Of Pollock And

Extreme Patience And Persistence Are Required, Yet Everybody Succeeds At This Before Being Handed The Surprise Box Lunch Of The Rest Of His Life.

I Like Poems You Can Tack All Over With A Hammer And There Are No Hollow Places.

The Winter Does What It Can For Its Children.

What Is The Past, What Is It All For? A Mental Sandwich?

All Beauty, Resonance, Integrity, Exist By Deprivation Or Logic Of Strange Position.