However, I began to submit poems to British magazines, and some were accepted. It was a great moment to see my first poems published. It felt like entering a tradition.

Those who try to obliterate the past are injuring the present.

In a world without air all you breathe is adventure!

I would like people to come into my Dreamworld and then choose to stay.

i wish i was away in Ingo far across the briny sea sailing over deepest waters where neither care nore worry trouble me

When you are young you don't always realise how full of doubts everybody is.

If we understand the past, we are more likely to recognise what is happening around us.