I'm Not Trying To Be Ridiculous Or

Geography Blended With Time Equals Destiny.

Every Life Has A File, If You Will.

As Failures Go, Attempting To Recall The Past Is Like Trying To Grasp The Meaning Of Existence. Both Make One Feel Like A Baby Clutching At A Basketball: One's Palms Keep Sliding Off.

Poetry Is What Is Gained In Translation.

I Am Losing My Soviet Citizenship, I Do Not Cease To Be A Russian Poet. I Believe That I Will Return. Poets Always Return In Flesh Or On Paper.