Good Poets Borrow, Great Poets Steal

Where Is The Knowledge We Have Lost In Information?

There Are Three Conditions Which Often Look Alike Yet Differ Completely, Flourish In The Same Hedgerow: Attachment To Self And To Things And To Persons, Detachment From Self And From Things And From Persons; And, Growing Between Them, Indifference, ... .

There's No Vocabulary For Love Within A Family, Love That's Lived In But Not Looked At, Love Within The Light Of Which All Else Is Seen, The Love Within Which All Other Love Finds Speech. This Love Is Silent.

The Rats Are Underneath The Piles/ The Jew Is Underneath The Lot.

The Old Should Be Explorers, Be Curious, Risk Transgression, Explore Oldness Itself.