The State Of The World Calls Out

There Is An Ecstatic Mechanism In Birds That Makes Them Fly Upwards In Spite Of Worms.

I Am Waiting For The War To Be Fought Which Will Make The World Safe For Anarchy

My Country Tears Of Thee.

You Can Publish A Poem You Think Is A Very Important Poem, And You Don't Hear A Word From Anyone. [...] You Can Publish A Book Of Poetry By Dropping It Off A Cliff And Waiting To Hear An Echo. Quite Often, You'll Never Hear A Thing. So Doing That, Using Older Work, Puts It In A Context, And That Sort Of Forces The Reader To Realize What Its Importance Is-if It Has Any. Everything Needs A Context. You're Not Going To Recognize A Poet Unless You Have A Context.

I Am Awaiting Perpetually And Forever A Renaissance Of Wonder