Our Lives Are Like A Candle In

In The Night The Cabbages Catch At The Moon, The Leaves Drip Silver, The Rows Of Cabbages Are A Series Of Little Silver Waterfalls In The Moon.

Why Does A Hearse Horse Snicker, Hauling A Lawyer Away?

Poetry Is The Arithmetic Of The Easiest Way And The Primrose Path, Matched Up With Foam-flanked Horses, Bloody Knuckles, And Bones, On The Hard Ways To The Stars.

A Tree Is Best Measured When It Is Down - And So It Is With People.

I Have Become Infected, Now That I See How Beautifully A Book Is Coming Out Of All This.