Burning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ’s body.

ecause some thingssometimesaren't ours to hold,but just beautiful to listen to.

Sometimes writers (poets) expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig.

Walking by yourself in the rain is for college kids who think loneliness makes poets.

The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.

someday i will walk under the soul-blossom tree with my hand eternally woven in yours.

poetry. i am not writing it.(make way for me please)it is my skin. dripping with light.

Inside is where we meet everyone else; it's on the outside that we are truly alone.

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.

We say God and the imagination are one . . .How high that highest candle lights the dark.

That is what all poets do: they talk to themselves out loud; and the world overhears them

Any society that produces twice as many lawyers as it does poets and preachers is doomed.

Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.