When It Snows In Your Nose, You

The Only Thing That Can Save The World Is The Reclaiming Of The Awareness Of The World. That's What Poetry Does. By Poetry I Mean The Imagining Of What Has Been Lost And What Can Be Found - The Imagining Of Who We Are And The Slow Realization Of It.

Man’s Usurpation Over Nature Is An Egotism That Will Destroy Human As Well As Whale Kingdoms. … Academies Should Return To Wisdom Study In Tree Groves Rather Than Robot Study In Plastic Cells

Holy The Supernatural Extra Brilliant Intelligent Kindness Of The Soul!

Poets Are Damned... But See With The Eyes Of Angels.

We're Not Our Skin Of Grime, We're Not Our Dread Bleak Dusty Imageless Locomotive, We're All Beautiful Golden Sunflowers Inside, We're Blessed By Our Own Seed & Hairy Naked Accomplishment-bodies Growing Into Mad Black Formal Sunflowers In The Sunset, Spied On By Our Eyes Under The Shadow Of The Mad Locomotive Riverbank Sunset Frisco Hilly Tincan Evening Sitdown Vision.