Poetry Is A Naked Woman, A Naked

I Have A Feeling I'm Falling On Rare Occasions But Most Of The Time I Have My Feet On The Ground I Can't Help It If The Ground Itself Is Falling.

Almost Every Truly Creative Being Alienated & Expatriated In His Own Country

We'd Like To Just Write Nothing But Lyric Poetry. The Trouble Is, The Individual Is Going Along Intent On His Own Personal Gratifications And Love Affairs And Financial Affairs And Everything Else. But Loping Alongside Him Is This Fascist Lout Who Keeps Trying To Take Over. And If You Keep Ignoring Him, He Gets Bigger And Bigger, So Every Once In A While The Free Individual Has To Turn Away From His Private Pursuits And Give This Fascist Lout A Few Clouts, And Beat Him Down To Size.

I Am Waiting For The Lost Music To Sound Again In A New Rebirth Of Wonder.

I Am Awaiting Perpetually And Forever A Renaissance Of Wonder