There Is A Long Time In Me

I Should Have Written More. I Should Have Written More During The Period When I Just Liked So Much Doing The Political Work In The Streets.

To Translate A Poem From Thinking Into English Takes All Night.

It's A Terrible Thing To Die Young. Still, It Saves A Lot Of Time.

What We Owe Men Is Some Freedom From Their Part In A Murderous Game In Which They Kick Each Other To Death With One Foot, Bracing Themselves On Our Various Comfortable Places With The Other.

My Mother Went To Demonstrations. I Remember Her Going To A Big Demonstration For Earl Brower And She Came Home Crying And Said The Communists Were Very Mean And Booed Their People. I Remember Feeling Sad At Her Feeling Sad.