The Soul Inside Me Is The Last

From The Place Where We Are Right, Flowers Will Not Grow In The Spring.

The World Of Religion Isn't A Logical World; That's Why Children Like It. It's A World Of Worked-out Fantasies, Very Similar To Children's Stories Or Fairy Tales.

I've Often Said That All Poetry Is Political. This Is Because Real Poems Deal With A Human Response To Reality And Politics Is Part Of Reality, History In The Making. Even If A Poet Writes About Sitting In A Glass House Drinking Tea, It Reflects Politics.

I’ve Never Been In Those Places Where I’ve Never Been And Never Will Be, I Have No Share In The Infinity Of Light-years And Dark-years, But The Darkness Is Mine, And The Light, And My Time Is My Own.

I Wanted To Be Calm, Like A Mound With All Its Cities Destroyed, And Tranquil, Like A Full Cemetery.