The World Cracks Open For Those Willing

Five Tender Apricots In A Blue Bowl, A Brief And Exact Promise Of Things To Come.

Anytime The Perfume Of Orange And Lemon Groves Wafts In The Window; The Human Body Has To Feel Suffused With A Languorous Well-being.

I Find That Other Countries Have This Or This, But Italy Is The Only One That Has It All For Me. The Culture, The Cuisine, The People, The Landscape, The History. Just Everything To Me Comes Together There.

I Would Like The Discovery Of Poetry To Be A Field Guide To The Natural Pleasures Of Language - A Happiness We Were Born To Have.

I Had The Urge To Examine My Life In Another Culture And Move Beyond What I Knew.