We All Have A Hungry Heart, And

I've Always Wanted To Write Poems And Nothing Else.

I Held My Breath As We Do Sometimes To Stop Time When Something Wonderful Has Touched Us.

I Have Trouble With Some Books Because I'm So Much In Agreement With Them I'd Rather Just Sit In The Grass Myself.

The Stars Began To Burn Through The Sheets Of Clouds, And There Was A New Voice Which You Slowly Recognized As Your Own.

Poetry Isn't A Profession, It's A Way Of Life. It's An Empty Basket; You Put Your Life Into It And Make Something Out Of That.