Clarity Of Language Is The

Ordinary Is A Word That Has No Meaning.

For A Poet, Making Poems Is A Way Of Viewing The World, Being In The World, Breathing.

Knowledge Is Power. Information Is Power. The Secreting Or Hoarding Of Knowledge Or Information May Be An Act Of Tyranny Camouflaged As Humility.

Your Life Is The One Place You Have To Spend Yourself Fully--wild, Generous, Drastic--in An Unrationed Profligacy Of Self ... And In That Split Second When You Understand That You Finally Are About To Die-to Uncreate The World No Time To Do It Over No More Chances--that Instant When You Realize Your Conscious Existence Is Truly Flaring Nova, Won't You Want To Have Used Up All-all-the Splendor That You Are?

I Haven't The Faintest Notion What Possible Revolutionary Role White Hetero- Sexual Men Could Fulfill, Since They Are The Very Embodiment Of Reactionary- Vested-interest-power. But Then, I Have Great Difficulty Examining What Men In General Could Possibly Do About All This. In Addition To Doing The Shitwork That Women Have Been Doing For Generations, Possibly Not Exist? No, I Really Don't Mean That. Yes, I Really Do.