What You Are Will Make You What

A Poet Is Wounded Into Speech, And He Examines These Wounds, Meticulously, To Discover How To Heal Them. The Bad Poet Harangues At The Pain And Yowls At The Weapons That Lacerate Him; The Great Poet Explores The Inflamed Lips Of Ruined Flesh With Ice-caked Fingers, Glittering And Precise; But Ultimately His Poem Is The Echoing, Dual Voice Reporting The Damages.

The Poems ... Are Moments When I Had The Intensity To See, And The Energy To Build, Some Careful Analog That Completed The Seeing. ... All I Have Been Left Is The Exhausting Habit Of Trying To Tack Up The Slack In My Life With Words.

You Meet A New Person, You Go With Him And Suddenly You Get A Whole New City...you Go Down New Streets, You See Houses You Never Saw Before, Pass Places You Didn't Even Know Were There. Everything Changes.

Honesty Is The Best Policy ; A Policy Is, After All, A Strategy For Living In The Polis In The City.

Linguistics Is Very Much A Science. It's A Human Science, One Of The Human Sciences. And It's One Of The More Interesting Human Sciences.