A poem strives by every sound being alive, it must be in heat yet cool, allusive yet illusive, it must affirm and confirm, its images firm yet open as mirages, existential and especial, as our examiner with stamina, personal yet universal with an ability and facile agility, to smile with similes of sense and publish with parts of our own divided fascicle sensibility.

Today's heroes, tomorrow's pharaohs.

Miss Anxiety will not make the society pages.

American evangelists offer us dead seriousness,humor, morality, mortality.

The East Coast is concerned with time, the West Coast with space.

Our nature's are invariably and ably asymmetrical.

Christianity, a God forsaken to a forsaken world.

A poet expects his paradise next to hell.

Fortune offers the lottery of the gods, God confers prosperity.

Escorts play good sports.

Influenced by the Bible, Blake, Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Brecht.

Idealism is the haven of the relaxed mind.

Religion may unloose robots, ideology may create useful idiots.

Sometimes nature matures even human ones.

Letter writing formed the first novel; the book marks of a poet.

Some think the gods transcribed the first poet; others subscribe to a scribe for God alone.

There is always a price, sacrifice and advice for betraying a friend.

Sex involves pull and manipulation.

What is sectarian or egalitarian often becomes totalitarian.