What If They Gave A War And

The Single Clenched Fist Lifted And Ready, Or The Open Asking Hand Held Out And Waiting. Choose: For We Meet By One Or The Other.

Poetry Is The Harnessing Of The Paradox Of Earth Cradling Life And Then Entombing It.

I Am! I Have Come Through! I Belong!

There Are Some People Who Can Receive A Truth By No Other Way Than To Have Their Understanding Shocked And Insulted.

The Secret Of Happiness Is To Admire Without Desiring.