My Body, Plowed By Your Body, Will

The Woman Who Died Night After Night And Her Dying Was A Long Goodbye, A Train That Never Left.

I Don't Believe That There Are Dangerous Writers: The Danger Of Certain Books Is Not In The Books Themselves But In The Passions Of Their Readers.

Poetry Is Not Truth, It Is The Resurrection Of Presences.

What Distinguishes Modern Art From The Art Of Other Ages Is Criticism.

If We Are A Metaphor Of The Universe, The Human Couple Is The Metaphor Par Excellence, The Point Of Intersection Of All Forces And The Seed Of All Forms. The Couple Is Time Recaptured, The Return To The Time Before Time.