My Head Was Full Of Misty Fumes

Oh To Be A Pear Tree – Any Tree In Bloom! With Kissing Bees Singing Of The Beginning Of The World!

He Looked Like The Love Thoughts Of Women.

Perhaps, It Is Just As Well To Be Rash And Foolish For A While. If Writers Were Too Wise, Perhaps No Books Would Be Written At All. It Might Be Better To Ask Yourself "why?" Afterwards Than Before. Anyway, The Force From Somewhere In Space Which Commands You To Write In The First Place, Gives You No Choice. You Take Up The Pen When You Are Told, And Write What Is Commanded. There Is No Agony Like Bearing An Untold Story Inside You.

They Seemed To Be Staring At The Dark, But Their Eyes Were Watching God.

So The Brother In Black Offers To These United States The Source Of Courage That Endures, And Laughter.