All lovers live by longing, and endure: Summon a vision and declare it pure.
A mind too active is no mind at all.
In a dark time, the eye begins to see / I meet my shadow in the deepening shade...Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.
I am overwhelmed by the beautiful disorder of poetry, the eternal virginity of words.
In the kingdom of bang and blab.
God bless the roots! Body and soul are one.