Sometimes I Need Only To Stand Wherever

Far Off In The Red Mangroves An Alligator Has Heaved Himself Onto A Hummock Of Grass And Lies There, Studying His Poems.

Because Of The Dog’s Joyfulness, Our Own Is Increased. It Is No Small Gift.

You Must Not Ever Stop Being Whimsical.

Every Adjective And Adverb Is Worth Five Cents. Every Verb Is Worth Fifty Cents.

The Sea Can Do Craziness, It Can Do Smooth, It Can Lie Down Like Silk Breathing Or Toss Havoc Shoreward; It Can Give Gifts Or Withhold All; It Can Rise, Ebb, Froth Like An Incoming Frenzy Of Fountains, Or It Can Sweet-talk Entirely. As I Can Too, And So, No Doubt, Can You, And You.