You May Not Agree, You May Not

I Got Saved By Poetry. And I Got Saved By The Beauty Of The World.

Sunrise What Is The Name Of The Deep Breath I Would Take Over And Over For All Of Us? Call It Whatever You Want, It Is Happiness, It Is Another One Of The Ways To Enter Fire.

And That Is Just The Point... How The World, Moist And Beautiful, Calls To Each Of Us To Make A New And Serious Response. That's The Big Question, The One The World Throws At You Every Morning. "here You Are, Alive. Would You Like To Make A Comment?

The Challenge Is To Keep Up With All The New Poets At The Same Time I Love The Old Ones.

Invention Hovers Always A Little Above The Rules.