Since Feelings Come First, Who Cares About

A Politician Is An Arse Upon Which Everyone Has Sat Except A Man.

Who Can Tell Truth From Falsehood Any More? I Say It, And You Feel It In Your Hearts: No Man Or Woman On This Big Small Earth. How Should Our Sages Miss The Mark Of Life, And Our Most Skillful Players Lose The Game? Your Hearts Will Tell You, As My Heart Has Told Me: Because All Know, And No One Understands.

The Whole Truth... Sings Only - And All Lovers Are The Song.

It Is With Roses And Locomotives (not To Mention Acrobats Spring Electricity Coney Island The 4th Of July The Eyes Of Mice And Niagara Falls) That My Poems Are Competing.

The World Is Mud-luscious And Puddle-wonderful.