Beware The Easy Griefs / That Fool

Already I Am No Longer Looked At With Lechery Or Love.

When I Start Writing A Poem, I Don't Think About Models Or About What Anybody Else In The World Has Done.

Art Is A Refining And Evocative Translation Of The Materials Of The World.

I Believe We Should All Know Each Other, We Human Carriers Of So Many Pleasurable Differences. To Not Know Is To Doubt, To Shrink From, Sidestep Or Destroy.

When White And Black Meet Today, Sometimes There Is A Ready Understanding That There Has Been An Encounter Between Two Human Beings. But Often There Is Only, Or Chiefly, An Awareness That Two Colors Are In The Room.