A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

I am one who has been acquainted with the night

If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane.

Keep all ur troubles in ur own pocket. But, make sure that the pocket has a hole!

Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.

You can be a rank insider as well as a rank outsider.

When work becomes play, and play becomes your work, your life unfolds.