A Poem Has Secrets That

Poetry Today Is Easier To Write But Harder To Remember.

The Poem Comes In The Form Of A Blessing, Like Rapture Breaking On The Mind.

Forward My Mail To Mars.

Some Poems Present Themselves As Cliffs That Need To Be Climbed. Others Are So Defensive That When You Approach Their Enclosure You Half Expect To Be Met By A Snarling Dog At The Gate. Still Others Want To Smother You With Their Sticky Charms.

You Must Be Careful Not To Deprive The Poem Of Its Wild Origin.