Every Soul Is A Melody Which Needs

In Reading, A Lonely Quiet Concert Is Given To Our Minds; All Our Mental Faculties Will Be Present In This Symphonic Exaltation.

The World Was Made In Order To Result In A Beautiful Book.

It Is The Job Of Poetry To Clean Up Our Word-clogged Reality By Creating Silences Around Things.

Every Soul Is A Melody Which Needs Renewing.

To Define Is To Kill. To Suggest Is To Create.