I dabbled in verse and it became my life
God cannot catch us. Unless we stay in the unconscious room. Of our hearts.
What appears in newspapers is often new but seldom true.
It often occurs to me that we love most what makes us miserable. In my opinion the damned are damned because they enjoy being damned.
On the stem of memory imaginations blossom.
Macmillan's rejection had left him very downcast... Patrick Swift was invited to peruse the contents and decided that the poems should be published.