One Of The Duties Of A Baseball

To Me, The Mind Seems To Be Spread Out In The Whole Body - The Senses Are Part Of The Brain. I Guess They're Not Where The Thinking Is Done.

.. To A Poet, The Human Community Is Like The Community Of Birds To A Bird, Singing To Each Other. Love Is One Of The Reasons We Are Singing To One Another, Love Of Language Itself, Love Of Sound, Love Of Singing Itself, And Love Of The Other Birds.

It Is Forbidden To Love Where We Are Not Loved

Their Spirits And Their Visions Are Embodied In Their Craft. And So Is Mine. It's Not Jane Saw Puff. But The Clarity Of Jane Saw Puff Is Precious To Me.

Well, 'the Wellspring' Was Written From 1983 To 1986. And It Had A Section In The Beginning That Was Poems That Began From Others' Experience.