If Art Is Not To Be Life-enhancing,

It Feels A Long Way Up And Down From Zero.

For To Be Desperate Is To Discover Strength. / We Die Of Comfort And By Conflict Live.

Poetry Is A Dangerous Profession Between Conflict And Resolution, Between Feeling And Thought, Between Becoming And Being, Between The Ultra-personal And The Universal - And These Balances Are Shifting All The Time.

A Poet Never Feels Useful.

I Tell The Gods Are Still Alive / And They Are Not Consoling.