Invention Hovers Always A Little Above The

There Is Only One Question: / How To Love This World.

I Feel The Terror Of Idleness, Like A Red Thirst. Death Isn't Just An Idea.

You May Not Agree, You May Not Care, But If You Are Holding This Book You Should Know That Of All The Sights I Love In This World — And There Are Plenty — Very Near The Top Of The List Is This One: Dogs Without Leashes.

A Mind That Is Lively And Inquiring, Compassionate, Curious, Angry, Full Of Music, Full Of Feeling, Is A Mind Full Of Possible Poetry.

I Climb, I Backtrack. I Float. I Ramble My Way Home.