A Poet Trains Himself To Stand Out

To Live A Very Long Time... Is Supposed To Be The Desired Object Of All Human Life. But It Is Not. The Main Thing Is To Ride The Flood Tide... How Glorious It Is To Create! For Those Few Moments Of A Lifetime When The Stream Is Running Full And Deep: Those Are The Justification For Everything.

Poetry Is A Hazardous Occupation, Very Hazardous. There May Be Bad Things In There Inside You That Maybe You Can't Handle.

If You Write Well, You Don't Have To Dress Funny.

To Say That Its Wrong To Feel This Way Is Not The Point; You Do Feel It. All You See Is A Flash Of Fire And, Depending On Your Altitude, You Don't Even See That Sometimes.

The Body Is The One Thing You Can't Fake; It's Just Got To Be There.