I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent
Advice to Young Poets Never pretend to be a unicorn by sticking a plunger on your head.
With my ninth mind I resurrect my firstand dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all.
I'm everyone everywhere with you without you unbound set free in limbo lost at sea.
But far more numerous was the herd of such,Who think too little, and who talk too much.
Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.I'll meet you there.
A violent order is disorder; and a great disorder is an order.These two things are one.
I've triedto become someone else for a while,only to discover that he, too, was me.
Pensar incomoda como andar à chuvaQuando o vento cresce e parece que chove mais.
This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me
Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life.
The purpose of poetry is to remind us / how difficult it is to remain just one person...