Lessons hide in his wrinkles. Bells ding in the oldness of eyes. Did he by, any chance, tell children that there are such monstrous things as peace and goodwill...a corrupter of youth no doubt.

may came home with a smooth round stone as small as a world and as large as alone.

When god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began

XVII Lady, i will touch you with my mind. Touch you and touch and touch until you give me suddenly a smile,shyly obscene (lady i will touch you with my mind.)Touch you,that is all, lightly and you utterly will become with infinite care the poem which i do not write.

Well, write poetry, for God's sake, it's the only thing that matters.

All in green went my love of riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.

In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee