A Body Without Bones Would Be A

Poetry Has A Way Of Teaching One What One Needs To Know ... If One Is Honest.

I Feel Often Very Close To The Ecstasy And Anguish Which Lie At The Very Heart Of Poetry - I Am Writing A Lot.

In The Novel Or The Journal You Get The Journey. In A Poem You Get The Arrival.

Routine Is Not A Prison, But The Way Into Freedom From Time.

The Only Way Through Pain…is To Absorb, Probe, Understand Exactly What It Is And What It Means. To Close The Door On Pain Is To Miss The Chance For Growth.