All we need to begin with is a #‎ dream that we can do better than before. All we need to have is faith, and that dream will come true. All we need to do is act, and the time for action is now.

A man may be born, but in order to be born he must first die, and in order to die he must first awake.

Arithmetic is where numbers fly like pigeons in and out of your head.

Corn wind in the fall, come off the black lands, come off the whisper of the silk hangers, the lap of the flat spear leaves.

The past is a bucket of ashes

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.

Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations.