The blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold and it's overturned the order of the soul.

Follow me, the wise man said, but he walked behind.

We are not mad. We are human.We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

GIFT You tell me that silence is nearer to peace than poems but if for my gift I brought you silence (for I know silence) you would say This is not silence this is another poem and you would hand it back to me

I guess you go for nothing, if you really want to go that far.

Dear Hitler Take away the torches I'm not guilty I had to have this

Part of the shabbiness of our culture, if indeed it is shabby, is that it doesn't seem to prepare people. With all the songs about love and all the movies and all the books, there doesn't seem to be any way that we can prepare the human heart for this experience.