As Fleeting Emotions Stalk It,

Look At Your Feet. You Are Standing In The Sky. When We Think Of The Sky, We Tend To Look Up, But The Sky Actually Begins At The Earth.

Above All, We Ask The Poet To Teach Us A Way Of Seeing.

After All, Coffee Is Bitter, A Flavor From The Forbidden And Dangerous Realm.

The Visual Image Is A Kind Of Tripwire For The Emotions.

One Of The Things I Like Best About Animals In The Wild Is That They're Always Off On Some Errand. They Have Appointments To Keep. It's Only We Humans Who Wonder What We're Here For.