What's A Word, A Talisman, To Hold

Everybody Who's Anybody Longs To Be A Tree.

When We Are Touched By Something It's As If We're Being Brushed By An Angel's Wings.

In Working On A Poem, I Love To Revise. Lots Of Younger Poets Don't Enjoy This, But In The Process Of Revision I Discover Things

There Are Times In Life When, Instead Of Complaining, You Do Something About Your Complaints.

If Only The Sun-drenched Celebrities Are Being Noticed And Worshiped, Then Our Children Are Going To Have A Tough Time Seeing The Value In The Shadows, Where The Thinkers, Probers And Scientists Are Keeping Society Together.