I Wanted To Spend All My Time

I Think More And More People Are Recognizing How Much Adults And Elders Are Actually Needed. That's A Gift Of The Sibling Society.

If You Want To Know What It Will Be Like When We Are More Deeply Into The Horizontal, Simply Go To One Of The Indian Casinos. The Native Americans, Who Stand For Vertical Thinking More Than Anyone Else In Our Culture, Have Been Setting Up Totally Flat Casinos For Honkies.

One Day While Studying A Yeats Poem I Decided To Write Poetry The Rest Of My Life. I Recognized That A Single Short Poem Has Room For History, Music, Psychology, Religious Thought, Mood, Occult Speculation, Character, And Events Of One's Own Life. I Still Feel Surprised That Such Various Substances Can Find Shelter And Nourishment In A Poem. A Poem In Fact May Be A Sort Of Nourishing Liquid, Such As One Uses To Keep An Amoeba Alive. If Prepared Right, A Poem Can Keep An Image Or A Thought Or Insights On History Or The Psyche Alive For Years, As Well As Our Desires And Airy Impulses.

But Our Gusty Emotions Say To Me That We Have / Tasted Heaven Many Times: These Delicacies / Are Left Over From Some Larger Party.

We Are Living At An Important And Fruitful Moment Now, For It Is Clear To Men That The Images Of Adult Manhood Given By The Popular Culture Are Worn Out; A Man Can No Longer Depend On Them. By The Time A Man Is Thirty-five He Knows That The Images Of The Right Man, The Tough Man, The True Man Which He Received In High School Do Not Work In Life.