Writing Free Verse Is Like Playing Tennis

... A Nation Has To Take Its Natural Course Of Progress Round And Round In Circles From King To Mob To King To Mob To King Until The Eddy Of It Eddies Out.

The Old Dog Barks Backward Without Getting Up I Can Remember When He Was A Pup.

The Figure A Poem Makes. It Begins In Delight And Ends In Wisdom... In A Clarification Of Life - Not Necessarily A Great Clarification, Such As Sects And Cults Are Founded On, But In A Momentary Stay Against Confusion.

There Is Little Much Beyond The Grave, But The Strong Are Saying Nothing Until They See.

Freedom Is When You Are Easy In The Harness.