Sunday, March 27, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"I do not like you
on my tail, Mister-
Man-with-a-Salt-
Shaker. Back off and
nobody gets hurt."
*
"Make your poems
of common stuff,"
he said.
"How rare is the air,
yet how we need it."
*
"If something
grabs you and
won't let go,tell yourself
the story."
