06/09/11

Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. -Carl Sandburg

04/21/11

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits. -Carl Sandburg

04/14/08

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment. -Carl Sandburg

04/09/08

Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. -Carl Sandburg