“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.”

“Hope is not found in a way out but a way through.”

“New' is a word for fools in towns who think / Style upon style in dress and thought at last / Must get somewhere.”

“The TelephoneWhen I was just as far as I could walkFrom here todayThere was an hourAll stillWhen leaning with my head against a flowerI heard you talk.Don't say I didn't for I heard you sayYou spoke from that flower on the window sill-Do you remember what it was you said ''First tell me what it was you thought you heard.''Having found the flower and driven a bee awayI leaned my headAnd holding by the stalkI listened and I thought I caught the wordWhat was itDid you call me by my name Or did you saySomeone said "Come"I heard it as I bowed.''I may have thought as much but not aloud.'Well so I came.”

“Something we were withholding made us weak, until we found it was ourselves.”

“I turned to speak to GodAbout the world's despairBut to make bad matters worseI found God wasn't there.”

“The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom... in a clarification of life - not necessarily a great clarification, such as sects and cults are founded on, but in a momentary stay against confusion. ”