It's Spring When The World

A Poet Is Someone Who Is Abnormally Fond Of That Precision Which Creates Movement. Which Is To Say The Highest Form Of Concentration Possible: Fascination; To Report On The Electrifying Experience Of Being

Knowledge Is A Polite Word For Dead But Not Buried Imagination.

O Sweet Spontaneous Earth

Nobody Loses All The Time.

How Should Tasting Touching Hearing Seeing Breathing Any Lifted From The No Of All Nothing Human Merely Being Doubt Unimaginable You?