Occupation: Poet Birth: April 29, 1933 Death: January 29, 2015
If you love somebody, tell them..
Strangers are just friends waiting to happen.
There's no misery in not being loved, only in not loving..
Extending your hand is extending yourself..
The gifts that one receives for giving are so immeasurable that it is almost an injustice to accept them..
I cannot speculate on what our cluttered mind will save- sleepy Sundays, or a nosebleed after love. I know only the dying heart needs the nourishment….
It happens just because we need to want and to be wanted too, when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and listen to the warm..
Once I thought ideas were exceptions not the rule. That is not so. Ideas are so plentiful that they ride on air. You have only to reach out and snatc….
Love is a sweet thing caught a momentand held in a golden eye..
We will all wake up semi-angels, If we wake at all..
and if the world breaks down, I'll be around..
No map to help us find the tranquil flat lands, clearings calm, fields without mean fences. Rolling down the other side of life our compass is the su….
I have never known a cat that couldn't quiet me down just by walking slowly past my chair..
Watch the indolent butterfly playing on the tall flower in the yard and think about the sun going down. It always does you know..
Unless you call attention to your presence who will know you're there? Even a country has to weave and wave a flag as proof of its existence..
The world needs writers. We will always be necessary. There are few professions that can claim that distinction..
Poetry is fact given over to imagery..
I chose the shadows; they did not choose me. I stay here securely not just because I feel plain, but because disappearance is by now the easy way. Th….