The Journey Is My Home.

All The Poems Of Our Lives Are Not Yet Made.

I Am Working Out The Vocabulary Of My Silence.

Not All Things Are Blest, But The Seeds Of All Things Are Blest.

American Poetry Has Been Part Of A Culture In Conflict....we Are A People Tending Toward Democracy At The Level Of Hope; At Another Level, The Economy Of The Nation, The Empire Of Business Within The Republic, Both Include In Their Basic Premise The Idea Of Perpetual Warfare

I Remember Mother Saying : Inventors Are Like Poets, A Trashy Lot