And Clenching Your Fist For

My Page Was Too White My Ink Was Too Thin The Day Wouldn't Write What The Night Pencilled In.

I Think That All The Spiritual Training Is Just To Be Able To Allow You To Experience This From A Slightly Different Perspective - One That's A Little More Stabilized.

Silence And A Deeper Silence When The Crickets Hesitate

I Had The Title Poet, And Maybe I Was One For A While. Also, The Title Singer Was Kindly Accorded Me, Even Though I Could Barely Carry A Tune.

I Always Considered Myself A Minor Writer. My Province Is Small, And I Try To Explore It Very, Very Thoroughly.