There is an eagle in me that wants to soar.
Poetry is the cipher key to the five mystic wishes packed in a hollow silver bullet fed to a flying fish.
One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.
Poetry is an art practiced with the terribly plastic material of human language.
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.