When One's Not Writing Poems - And

Do Not Deprive Me Of My Age. I Have Earned It.

If Art Is Not To Be Life-enhancing, What Is It To Be?

... Love Is Healing, Even Rootless Love.

Self-respect Is Nothing To Hide Behind. When You Need It Most It Isn't There.

I Feel Like An Inadequate Machine, A Machine That Breaks Down At Crucial Moments, Grinds To A Dreadful Hault, 'won't Go,' Or, Even Worse, Explodes In Some Innocent Person's Face.