Beyond Myself, Somewhere, I Wait For My

What Characterizes A Poem Is Its Necessary Dependence On Words As Much As Its Struggle To Transcend Them.

We Are Condemned To Kill Time, Thus We Die Bit By Bit.

The World Is Born When Two People Kiss

Erotic Acts Are Instinctive; They Fulfill A Role In Nature. The Idea Is Familiar, But It Is One That Contains A Paradox: There Is Nothing More Natural Than Sexual Desire; There Is Nothing Less Natural Than The Forms In Which It Is Made Manifest And Satisfied.

The Purpose Of Poetry Is To Restore To Mankind The Possibility To Wonder.