Life Was A Storm To Wander Through.

Since Graveyards Are Often Built Over Older Burial Grounds, I Assume Dolores Park Was Probably An Indian, (an Ohlone) Graveyard Before That. I Think The Fact That It Has So Many Layers Underneath The Contemporary One Intrigues Me.

Grant Us Brotherhood, Not Only For This Day But For All Our Years - A Brotherhood Not Of Words But Of Acts And Deeds.

Few People Have Written Significant Books About San Francisco. Robert Duncan Was, In My Opinion, Often In The Clouds. If He Walked The Streets A Lot He Didn't Write About As Such.

We Do Not Fight For The Real But For Shadows We Make. A Flag Is A Piece Of Cloth And A Word Is A Sound, But We Make Them Something Neither Cloth Nor A Sound, Totems Of Love And Hate, Black Sorcery-stones.

You Can Take Off Your Hats Now, Gentlemen, And I Think Perhaps You'd Better.