I Climb, I Backtrack. I

Life Is Much The Same When It's Going Well-- Resonant And Unremarkable. But Who, Not Under Disaster's Seal, Can Understand What Life Is Like When It Begins To Crumble?

When Loneliness Comes Stalking, Go Into The Fields, Consider The Orderliness Of The World.

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

Though I Play At The Edges Of Knowing, Truly I Know Our Part Is Not Knowing, But Looking, And Touching, And Loving

You Only Have To Let The Soft Animal Of Your Body Love What It Loves.