Only Silence Perfects Silence.

Though I Have Looked Everywhere / I Can Find Nothing Lowly / In The Universe.

I Take The Walk To Be The Externalization Of An Interior Seeking So That The Analogy Is First Of All Between The External And The Internal.

There's Something To Be Said In Favor Of Working In Isolation In The Real World.

With The First Step, The Number Of Shapes The Walk Might Take Is Infinite, But Then The Walk Begins To Define Itself As It Goes Along, Though Freedom Remains Total With Each Step: Any Tempting Side Road Can Be Turned Into An Impulse, Or Any Wild Patch Of Woods Can Be Explored. The Pattern Of The Walk Is To Come True, Is To Be Recognized, Discovered.

It's Not A Love Of Poetry Readings That Attracts Those Who Do Come To Them But Theater.