The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.
Friends and good manners will carry you where money won't go.
Let a new earth rise. Let another world be born. Let a bloody peace be...
The Word of fire burns today On the lips of our prophets in an evil age.
I write poetry in order to live more fully.
He fertilizes a phrase or a line of poetry for weeks and then gives birth to...
Poetry uses the hub of a torque converter for a jello mold.
Poetry asks people to have values form opinions care about some other part...
We pay for the mistakes of our ancestors and it seems only fair that they should leave us the money to pay with.
