There Never Was A War That Was

Poetry ... ... A Place For The Genuine, Hands That Can Grasp, Eyes That Can Dilate, Hair That Can Rise

At All Events There Is In Brooklyn Something That Makes Me Feel At Home.

I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think Of It By This Time.

My Father Used To Say, "superior People Never Make Long Visits, Have To Be Shown Longfellows Grave, Or The Glass Flowers At Harvard."

We Are Suffering From Too Much Sarcasm.