I am always trying to 'preserve' things by getting other people to read what I have written, and feel what I felt.

We should be careful / Of each other, we should be kind / While there is still time.

Here is an unfenced existance

I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not.

Poetry should begin with emotion in the poet, and end with the same emotion in the reader. The poem is simply the instrument of transferance.

Heads in the Women's Ward On pillow after pillow lies The wild white hair and staring eyes; Jaws stand open; necks are stretched With every tendon sharply sketched; A bearded mouth talks silently To someone no one else can see. Sixty years ago they smiled At lover, husband, first-born child. Smiles are for youth. For old age come Death's terror and delirium.

I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.