There Is An Eagle In Me That

To Be A Good Loser Is To Learn How To Win.

Where Was I Going? I Puzzled And Wondered About It Til I Actually Enjoyed The Puzzlement And Wondering.

Poetry Is The Arithmetic Of The Easiest Way And The Primrose Path, Matched Up With Foam-flanked Horses, Bloody Knuckles, And Bones, On The Hard Ways To The Stars.

And All Poets Love Dust And Mist Because All The Last Answers. Go Running Back To Dust And Mist.

We Had Two Grand Antique Professors Who Had Been Teaching At Lombard Since Before I Was Born.