I Was Unfaithful Even To Infidelity.

Sociological Prose Can Tell You Everything, But It Can't Point Out The Grief.

When An Elder Turns To Face The Dead, That Means He Turns Away From Facing The Future And His Own Retirement In Phoenix, Let's Say. He Turns And Finds Himself Facing The Children.

Tragedies Are About The Depths That Call Up To Certain Men And Insist That They Descend.

Poetry Keeps Longing Alive.

The Body Weeps The Tears The Eyes Never Shed.