The More I Live, The More I

Poems Are Like Dreams: In Them You Put What You Don't Know You Know.

The Will To Change Begins In The Body, Not In The Mind.

I Do Not Think [poetry] Is More, Or Less, Necessary Than Food, Shelter, Health, Education, Decent Working Conditions. It Is As Necessary.

If You Think You Can Grasp Me, Think Again: My Story Flows In More Than One Direction, A Delta Springing From The River Bed With Its Five Fingers Spread.

Every Journey Into The Past Is Complicated By Delusions, False Memories, False Namings Of Real Events.