Silence is so steadfast, you know. It is so ample, after all.

Silence is so steadfast, you know. It is so ample, after all.

Even when I’m in the dark I’m in the dark with you.

Much contemporary verse reads like failed short-short stories rather than failed poetry.

Emotion is the best mnemonic device.

While you’re alive there’s no time for minor amazements.

Anguish is the universal language.