Poetry Keeps Longing Alive.

The Dead Made This World. We Didn't Make It. They Made The Poetry And The Songs And The Customs.

You Say To Yourself, Well, This Poem Isn't Going To Be Any Good, But I'll Write It Anyway.

To Be Wild Is Not To Be Crazy Or Psychotic. True Wildness Is A Love Of Nature, A Delight In Silence, A Voice Free To Say Spontaneous Things, And An Exuberant Curiosity In The Face Of The Unknown.

I Think More And More People Are Recognizing How Much Adults And Elders Are Actually Needed. That's A Gift Of The Sibling Society.

Adulthood Has Something To Do With Not Choosing Any Of The Pure Points Of View, But Living About Half Of What You Really Want To Live.