If You Suddenly And Unexpectedly Feel Joy,

You Only Have To Let The Soft Animal Of Your Body Love What It Loves.

The End Of Life Has Its Own Nature, Also Worth Our Attention.

In College, You Learn How To Learn. Four Years Is Not Too Much Time To Spend At That.

Writing A Poem ... Is A Kind Of Possible Love Affair Between Something Like The Heart (that Courageous But Also Shy Factory Of Emotion) And The Learned Skills Of The Conscious Mind.

Today Again I Am Hardly Myself. It Happens Over And Over.