To Be Precise And Reckless: That Is

What I Want Is To Be Willing To Fail Rather Than Stagnate.

To Say That Its Wrong To Feel This Way Is Not The Point; You Do Feel It. All You See Is A Flash Of Fire And, Depending On Your Altitude, You Don't Even See That Sometimes.

I Want A Fever, In Poetry: A Fever, And Tranquillity.

You Are Bound, My Hunch Is, To Make It Just Fine.

William Packard Surely Must Be One Of The Great Editors Of Our Time.