Poetry is subconscious conversation, it is as much the work of those who understand it and those who make it.

You can't have relationships with other people until you give birth to yourself.

Art... reacts to or reflects the culture it springs from.

No. Don't never go looking for love girl. Just wait. It'll come. Like the rain fallin' from the heaven, it'll come. Just don't never give up on love.

I still hear you humming, Mama. The colour of your song calls me home. The colour of your words saying, Let her be. She got a right to be different. She gonna stumble on herself one of these days. Just let the child be. And I be, Mama.

So much of growing up is an unbearable waiting. A constant longing for another time. Another season.

What is the beauty of the haiku is that it is not simplistic. The beauty of the haiku I just said is very complex. It reaches all the complexities of our life on this Earth. Peace - that's a very complex idea, peace, so we can't get it as human beings.