We Are Able To Laugh When We

One Could Go On Revising A Prose Page Forever Whereas There Is A Point In A Poem When One Knows It Is Done Forever.

Love Is Our Human Miracle.

Time Spent With Poets Is Never Wasted.

Absence Becomes The Greatest Presence.

I Am Furious At All The Letters To Answer, When All I Want To Do Is Think And Write Poems. ... I Long For Open Time, With No Obligations Except Toward The Inner World And What Is Going On There.