Poetry Is An Orphan Of Silence. The

For Emily Dickinson Every Philosophical Idea Was A Potential Lover. Metaphysics Is The Realm Of Eternal Seduction Of The Spirit By Ideas.

Silence Is The Only Language God Speaks.

Making Art In America Is About Saving One's Soul.

The Poem I Want To Write Is Impossible. A Stone That Floats.

Only Brooms Know The Devil Still Exists, That The Snow Grows Whiter After A Crow Has Flown Over It