I'm Happy To Report That

At Every Crossroad, Be Prepared To Bump Into Wonder.

Ultimately I Have Learned More About Poetry, From Music And Magic Than From Literature.

For Me A Poem Has To Sing Out Of Itself And The Lilt Of It Carries The Magic.

Trusting Your Individual Uniqueness Challenges You To Lay Yourself Open.

Everything Is Song. Everything Is Silence. Since It All Turns Out To Be Illusion, Perfectly Being What It Is, Having Nothing To Do With Good Or Bad, You Are Free To Die Laughing.