Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.

To never see a fool you lock yourself in your room and smash the looking-glass.

Nothing happens... but first a dream.

Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about Chicago after looking the town over for years and years.

If [America] forgets where she came from, if the people lose sight of what brought them along, if she listens to the deniers and mockers, then will begin the rot and dissolution.

I'll die propped up in bed trying to do a poem about America.

The marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading "Keep Off.