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.

Acclaim is a distraction.

For me a poem has to sing out of itself and the lilt of it carries the magic.

I often start writing in order to excite an expansive emotion.

Everything that ever happened is still happening. Past, present and future keep happening in the eternity which is Here and Now.

In the world of poetry there are would-be poets, workshop poets, promising poets, lovesick poets, university poets, and a few real poets.

Consciousness is the glory of creation.