When Addressed, A Gentleman Cat Does Not

Unless The Gentle Inherit The Earth, / There Will Be No Earth.

Try Making A Poem As If It Were A Table, Clear And Solid, Standing There Outside You.

It Is Curious How Any Making Of Order Makes One Feel Mentally Ordered, Ordered Inside.

It Is Good For A Professional To Be Reminded That His Professionalism Is Only A Husk, That The Real Person Must Remain An Amateur, A Lover Of The Work.

Solitude Is My Element, And The Reason Is That Extreme Awareness Of Other People... Precludes Awareness Of One's Self So That After A While The Self No Longer Knows That It Exists.