Now I have enough money to travel wherever I want, but I haven't got the health.
Poets are Damned... but See with the Eyes of Angels.
Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private.
Who can live with this Consciousness and not wake frightened at sunrise?
America, how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?