The World Is Made Up Of Stories,

Dreams Are The Sources Of Action, The Meeting And The End, A Resting Place Among The Flight Of Things.

What Would Happen If One Woman Told The Truth About Her Life? The World Would Split Open.

Never To Despise In Myself What I Have Been Taught To Despise. Nor To Despise The Other. Not To Despise The It. To Make This Relation With The It: To Know That I Am It.

The Statement Of Ideas In A Poem May Have To Do With Logic. More Profoundly, It May Be Identified With The Emotional Progression Of The Poem, In Terms Of The Music And Images, So That The Poem Is Alive Throughout. Another, More Fundamental Statement In Poetry, Is Made Through The Images Themselves Those Declarations, Evocative, Exact, And Musical, Which Move Through Time And Are The Actions Of A Poem.

If We Look Long Enough And Hard Enough ... We Will Begin To See The Connections That Bind Us Together, And When We Recognize Those Connections, We Will Begin To Change The World.