Words - as I speak or write them - make a path on which I walk.
It is easier to gnaw through bone. Than the hide of the heart.
The word is important in Native American tradition. You speak the path on which you walk. Your words make the trail.
Poetry uses the hub of a torque converter for a jello mold.
20th century poetry is a piñata. Images break from the earth when the poet strikes it.
I try. I am trying. I was trying. I will try. I shall in the meantime try. I sometimes have tried. I shall still by that time be trying.