I Came To Explore The Wreck.

Life On The Planet Is Born Of Woman.

A President Cannot Meaningfully Honor Certain Token Artists While The People At Large Are So Dishonored.'”

These Scars Bear Witness But Whether To Repair Or To Destruction I No Longer Know.

I Guess What Concerns Me Always Is The Need For A Field, A Rich Compost, For Any Art To Flourish. But However Isolate Or Unheard You May Feel, If You Have The Need To Write Poetry, Are Compelled To Write It, You Go On, Whether There Is Resonance Or Not.

We Must Use What We Have To Invent What We Desire.