Hope is an echo, hope ties itself yonder, yonder.
I'm an idealist. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.
Poetry is an enumeration of birds, bees, babies, butterflies, bugs, bambinos, babayagas, and bipeds, beating their way up bewildering bastions.
Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.
Now is the time. It is never too late to start something.
Yesterday is done. Tomorrow never comes. Today is here. If you don't know what to do, sit still and listen. You may hear something. Nobody knows.