I Don't Ask For The

Today Again I Am Hardly Myself. It Happens Over And Over.

On Poetry: Everyone Wants To Know What It Means. But Nobody Is Asking, How Does It Feel?

A Poet's Interest In Craft Never Fades, Of Course.

I Don't Ask For The Sights In Front Of Me To Change, Only The Depth Of My Seeing.

You Have To Be In The World To Understand What The Spiritual Is About, And You Have To Be Spiritual In Order To Truly Be Able To Accept What The World Is About.