Memory Is Each Man's Poet-in-residence.

A Poet Needs To Keep His Wilderness Alive Inside Him. To Remain A Poet After Forty Requires An Awareness Of Your Darkest Africa, That Part Of Yourself That Will Never Be Tamed.

The Supreme Morality Of Art Is To Endure.

End With An Image And Don't Explain.

A Longing For The Dance Stirs In The Buried Life.

How Shall The Heart Be Reconciled / To Its Feast Of Losses?