I Was Hardly Fit For

Most Of My Poetry Lies Beyond The Sf Field, Yet Here I Am Corralled Into 'sf Poetry' As Part Of This Poetry Weekend. Of Course, Some Might Say, 'you've Made Your Own Bed - Now You Must Lie In It!' But, While Fully Accepting That Dictum, I'm Not Yet Quite Prepared To Lie Down.

Man Was An Accident On This World Or It Would Have Been Made Better For Him!

Civilization Is The Distance Man Has Placed Between Himself And His Excreta.

I Have Had Wealth, Rank And Power, But, If These Were All I Had, How Wretched I Should Be.

It Is Comparatively Easy To Become A Writer; Staying A Writer, Resisting Formulaic Work, Generating Ones Own Creativity - Thats A Much Tougher Matter.