What, What Am I To Do With

... Sometimes You Have To Deal / Devilishly With Drowning Men In Order To Swim Them To Shore.

Books Are Meat And Medicine And Flame And Flight And Flower Steel, Stitch, Cloud And Clout, And Drumbeats On The Air.

To Be In Love Is To Touch Things With A Lighter Hand. In Yourself You Stretch, You Are Well.

The Music Is In Minors.

I Know That The Black Emphasis Must Be Not Against White But For Black.