Poetry Today Is Easier To Write But

It Is My Heart That's Late, It Is My Song That's Flown.

What Makes The Engine Go? Desire, Desire, Desire.

Poetry Is Ultimately Mythology, The Telling Of Stories Of The Soul. The Old Myths, The Old Gods, The Old Heroes Have Never Died. They Are Only Sleeping At The Bottom Of Our Minds, Waiting For Our Call. We Have Need Of Them, For In Their Sum They Epitomize The Wisdom And Experience Of The Race.

In A Murderous Time/the Heart Breaks And Breaks/and Lives By Breaking.

Certainly The Modern Poets I Cherish Most Are Disturbing Spirits; They Do Not Come To Coo.