It Was As Important To Live Poetically

My Earliest Poems Sing Of The Absolute Necessity Of Allowing Love To Invade And Pervade One's Life. That Can Make The Miracle Happen In Reality. Try It.

Life Is Adventure, Not Predicament.

For Me A Poem Has To Sing Out Of Itself And The Lilt Of It Carries The Magic.

If Bitterness Wants To Get Into The Act, I Offer It A Cookie Or A Gumdrop.

Everything Is Song. Everything Is Silence. Since It All Turns Out To Be Illusion, Perfectly Being What It Is, Having Nothing To Do With Good Or Bad, You Are Free To Die Laughing.