The Stars Know Everything, So

Poetry Is An Orphan Of Silence. The Words Never Quite Equal The Experience Behind Them.

In Their Effort To Divorce Language And Experience, Deconstructionist Critics Remind Me Of Middle-class Parents Who Do Not Allow Their Children To Play In The Street.

The Stars Know Everything, So We Try To Read Their Minds. As Distant As They Are, We Choose To Whisper In Their Presence.

A Poem Is An Instant Of Lucidity In Which The Entire Organism Participates.

The Truth Is Dark Under Your Eyelids.