Poetry Is A Series Of Explanations Of

I Had Taken A Course In Ethics. I Read A Thick Textbook, Heard The Class Discussions And Came Out Of It Saying I Hadn't Learned A Thing I Didn't Know Before About Morals And What Is Right Or Wrong In Human Conduct.

Poetry Is The Establishment Of A Metaphorical Link Between White Butterfly-wings And The Scraps Of Torn-up Love-letters.

All My Life I Have Been Trying To Learn To Read, To See And Hear, And To Write.

Life Is Like An Onion. You Peel It Off One Layer At A Time, And Sometimes You Weep.

Poetry Is A Shuffling Of Boxes Of Illusions Buckled With A Strap Of Facts.