I am luminous with age.

The body repeats the landscape. They are the source of each other and create each other.

Writing is primarily a sensuous and creative expression of life.

To be bound by hungers is a beautiful thing but to be bound by physical hungers only is too low a state for man.

It's not the suffering of birth, death, love that the young reject, but the suffering of endless labor without dream, eating the spare bread in bitterness, being a slave without the security of a slave.

Lie in the sun with the child in your flesh shining like a jewel. Dream and sing, pagan, wise in your vitals. Stand still like a fat budding tree, like a stalk of corn athrob and aglisten in the heat. Lie like a mare panting with the dancing feet of colts against her sides. Sleep at night as the spring earth. Walk heavily as a wheat stalk at its full time bending towards the earth waiting for the reaper. Let your life swell downward so you become like a vase, a vessel. Let the unknown child knock and knock against you and rise like a dolphin within.

The history of an oppressed people is hidden in the lies and the agreed myth of its conquerors.