Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.

Human reason is beautiful and invincible. No bars, no barbed wire, no pulping of books, No sentence of banishment can prevail against it. It puts what should be above things as they are. It does not know Jew from Greek nor slave from master.

I have defined poetry as a 'passionate pursuit of the Real.

The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.

Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.

On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.

Two attributes of a poet, avidity of the eye and the desire to describe that which he sees.