Your body will never be familiar.

Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free!!

I had the title poet, and maybe I was one for a while. Also, the title singer was kindly accorded me, even though I could barely carry a tune.

In dreams the truth is learned that all good works are done in the absence of a caress.

The term clinical depression finds its way into too many conversations these days. One has a sense that a catastrophe has occurred in the psychic landscape.

I’ll be marching through the morning, Marching through the night, Moving 'cross the borders Of My Secret Life.

I see people allowing their lives to diminish, to become shallow, so they can't enjoy the deep wells of experience. Maybe it's always been this way, when the heart tends to shut down. If only the heart shut down and there were no repercussions, it would be O.K., but when the heart shuts down, the whole system goes into a kind of despair that is intolerable.