What You Remember Saves You.

Now All My Teachers Are Dead Except Silence.

Of Course There Is Nothing The Matter With The Stars It Is My Emptiness Among Them While They Drift Farther Away In The Invisible Morning

Obviously A Garden Is Not The Wilderness But An Assembly Of Shapes, Most Of Them Living, That Owes Some Share Of Its Composition, It’s Appearance, To Human Design And Effort, Human Conventions And Convenience, And The Human Pursuit Of That Elusive, Indefinable Harmony That We Call Beauty. It Has A Life Of Its Own, An Intricate, Willful, Secret Life, As Any Gardener Knows. It Is Only The Humans In It Who Think Of It As A Garden. But A Garden Is A Relationship, Which Is One Of The Countless Reasons Why It Is Never Finished.

The Divine Comedy Is A Political Poem And When You Say Poetry Is Not About - He's Always Quoted Out Of Context, That "poetry Makes Nothing Happen," That Doesn't Mean You Shrug Your Shoulders And Don't Try To Make Anything Happen. And Dante Felt That Poetry Was Engaged, There Was A Point Of View; It's Not My Point Of View, It's Orthodox Medieval Christianity, And I Have My Troubles With That. He Didn't Feel That You Could Just Rule Out So Important A Section Of Life - We Care About These Things, And It's Out Of Caring About Them That We Write Poetry.

What You Remember Saves You.