Occupation: Poet Birth: June 29, 1924 Death: March 2, 2011
I faced in myself a passionate and tenacious longing--to put away thought forever, and all the trouble it brings, all but the nearest desire, direct ….
Cabbages, whose heads, tightly folded see and hear nothing of this world, dreaming only on the yellow and green magnificence that is hardening within….
Independent travel does that, bringing temporarily together these wandering ships that would otherwise pass in the night. Relationships were mostly b….
I need to concede a considerable area to what I don't know and can't know, and perhaps don't wish to know. Only to understand in a way I do not quite….
To live by a large river is to be kept in the heart of things..
The physical domain of the country had its counterpart in me. The trails I made led outward into the hills and swamps, but they led inward also. And ….