The Canadian Voice Is Still

A Poem Is Energy Transferred From Where The Poet Got It (he Will Have Some Several Causations), By Way Of The Poem Itself To, All The Way Over To, The Reader.

Of Rhythm Is Image / Of Image Is Knowing / Of Knowing There Is / A Construct

I'm Sorry, But I Was Born With A Towel On My Head.

Not One Death But Many, Not Accumulation But Change, The Feed-back Proves, The Feed-back Is The Law

Love Is Form, And Cannot Be Without Important Substance