Occupation: Poet Birth: March 27, 1910 Death: May 5, 1996
I love the sound of the distant bugle call in the countryside in early morning I love to be pushed in busy crowds I love the sound of gongs and trump….
Without movement there is no Life...We should use our energy to the fullest..
Often my creative life has seemed like a long tunnel, dark and damp. And sometimes I wondered whether I could live through it. But I did!.