Poetry Springs From Something Deeper; It's Beyond

Canada Is So Far Away It Hardly Exists.

We Are As Ignorant Of The Meaning Of The Dragon As We Are Of The Meaning Of The Universe.

I Will Pause To Consider This Eternity From Which The Subsequent Ones Derive.

Let Neither Tear Nor Reproach Besmirch This Declaration Of The Mastery Of God Who, With Magnificent Irony, Granted Me Both The Gift Of Books And The Night.

Death Is Just Infinity Closing In.