Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.

Poetry is a mock of a cry at finding a million dollars and a mock of a laugh at losing it.

There is only one man in the world and his name is All Men. There is only one woman in the world and her name is All Women. There is only one child in the world and the child's name is All Children.

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

I am! I have come through! I belong!

Tell no man anything, for no man listens Yet hold thy lips ready to speak.

I doubt if you can have a truly wild party without liquor.