Everything is Song. Everything is Silence. Since it all turns out to be illusion, perfectly being what it is, having nothing to do with good or bad, you are free to die laughing.
Ultimately I have learned more about poetry, from music and magic than from literature.
I like things which appear fragile but are tough inside.
For me a poem has to sing out of itself and the lilt of it carries the magic.
For me, prose walks, poetry dances.
Life is adventure, not predicament.