Do Not Grieve Over Any Joy That

Hear This If You Can: If You Want To Reach Him You Have To Go Beyond Yourself And When You Finally Arrive At The Land Of Absence Be Silent Don’t Say A Thing Ecstasy, Not Words, Is The Language Spoken There

We Cannot Steal The Fire. We Must Enter It.

You've Gotten Drunk On So Many Kinds Of Wine. Taste This. It Won't Make You Wild. It's Fire. Give Up, If You Don't Understand By This Time That Your Living Is Firewood.

Beyond The Rightness Or Wrongness Of Things There Is A Field, I'll Meet You There

Listen To Presences Inside Poems, Let Them Take You Where They Will. Follow Those Private Hints, And Never Leave The Premises.