Cinnamon Bites And Kisses Simultaneously.

The Category "women Poets" Is Bizarre And Irrelevant. It's A Subcategory Of Poets, But There Is Not A "men Poets" Category.

Our Neighborhood - This Solar System, The Cosmos, Actually - Is So Much More Vast And Amazing Than The Paltry Headlines, Insanity, And Politics Crammed At Us Daily As So-called News. The Beauty Of The Hood And Discoveries That Await Us Are Deserving Of Our Attention And Mandatory To Our Survival As A Species.

Fame Is Not The Glory! Virtue Is The Goal, And Fame Only A Messenger, To Bring More To The Fold.

It's Weird How People Who Are The Least Close To Me Or Who've Never Even Met Me Purport To Be Experts On The Real Me; And Then, Sadly, There Are Those Who Could Be In Touch With Me But Prefer To Gossip With Strangers About Me Instead.

Words Are Contact With Other Beings. I See A Word That Says Something I've Noticed, Seen, Felt, Obserevd, And I Capture It; "i Need That Word!"