I Think Of Myself As Writing For

I Would Like A Simple Life / Yet All Night I Am Laying / Poems Away In A Long Box.

As It Has Been Said: Love And A Cough Cannot Be Concealed. Even A Small Cough. Even A Small Love.

The Beautiful Feeling After Writing A Poem Is On The Whole Better Even Than After Sex, And That's Saying A Lot.

God Owns Heaven But He Craves The Earth.

The Snow Has Quietness In It; No Songs, No Smells, No Shouts Or Traffic. When I Speak My Own Voice Shocks Me.