Poetry is engendered in solitude, so what better meter for it than the clip of a buckskin horse?
Edward HoaglandThere often seems to be a playfulness to wise people, as if either their equanimity has as its source this playfulness or the playfulness flows from equanimity; and they can persuade other people who are in a state of agitation to calm down and smile.
Edward HoaglandOnce I climbed into a mountain lion's cage and she bounded at me and put her paw on my face, but she kept her claws withdrawn.
Edward Hoagland