A Poet Can't Afford To Be Aloof.

The World Needs Writers. We Will Always Be Necessary. There Are Few Professions That Can Claim That Distinction.

Be Gentle With Me, New Love. Treat Me Tenderly. I Need The Gentle Touch, The Soft Voice, The Candlelight After Nine. There's Been So Many Who Didn't Understand So Give Me All The Love I See In Your Timid Eyes But Give It Gently Please.

A Poet Can't Afford To Be Aloof. The Tools Of His Trade Are The People He Bumps Up Against.

Even When You Feel You've Reached The End Or Edge Of Life, Hold On. Life Itself Will Ultimately Take Care Of You.

People Often Say 'i Live For My Art.' Bullshit! If You Are Given A Talent It's To Be Used. It's Not In The Private Domain.