Always our wars have been our confessions of weakness

The universe of poetry is the universe of emotional truth. Our material is in the way we feel and the way we remember.

As we live our truths, we will communicate across all barriers, speaking for the sources of peace. Peace that is not lack of war, but fierce and positive.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

What three things can never be done? / Forget. Keep silent. Stand alone

There is also, in any history, the buried, the wasted, and the lost.

Not all things are blest, but the seeds of all things are blest.