A Poet's Interest In Craft Never Fades,

Emerson, I Am Trying To Live, As You Said We Must, The Examined Life. But There Are Days I Wish There Was Less In My Head To Examine, Not To Speak Of The Busy Heart.

Don't We All Die Someday And Someday Comes All Too Soon? What Will You Do With Your Own Wild, Glorious Chance At This Thing We Call Life.

As Long As You're Dancing, You Can Break The Rules.

In The Glare Of Your Mind, Be Modest. And Beholden To What Is Tactile, And Thrilling.

Belief Isn't Always Easy. But This Much I Have Learned--- If Not Enough Else--- To Live With My Eyes Open.