If More People Had Put Their Fellow

I Was Hardly Fit For Human Society. Thus Destiny Shaped Me To Be A Science Fiction Writer.

When Childhood Dies, Its Corpses Are Called Adults.

Relax, Enjoy Yourself. Have Another Drink. It's Patriotic To Overconsume.

The Shuffle Only Demonstrated People's Fatuous Belief In A Political Cure For A Human Condition.

Most Of My Poetry Lies Beyond The Sf Field, Yet Here I Am Corralled Into 'sf Poetry' As Part Of This Poetry Weekend. Of Course, Some Might Say, 'you've Made Your Own Bed - Now You Must Lie In It!' But, While Fully Accepting That Dictum, I'm Not Yet Quite Prepared To Lie Down.