Whatever The Public Blames You For, Cultivate

My Method Is Simple: Not To Bother About Poetry. It Must Come Of Its Own Accord. Merely Whispering Its Name Drives It Away.

Without Resistance You Can Do Nothing

The Poet Never Asks For Admiration; He Wants To Be Believed.

Every Day In The Mirror I Watch Death At Work.

All Spiritual Journeys Are Martyrdoms