Sunday, January 29, 2012

If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

The words of a sculptor

What garlic is to salad, insanity is to art.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Elegy on Toy Piano

The injured gazelle falls behind the
herd. One last wild enjambment.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Life on the Mississippi

Since those days, I have pitied doctors from my heart. What does the lovely flush in a beauty's cheek mean to a doctor but a 'break' that ripples above some deadly disease. Are not all her visible charms sown thick with what are to him the signs and symbols of hidden decay? Does he ever see her beauty at all, or doesn't he simply view her professionally, and comment upon her unwholesome condition all to himself? And doesn't he sometimes wonder whether he has gained most or lost most by learning his trade?

Monday, January 09, 2012

Its The Only One Youve Got

Your mistakes do not define you now;
they tell you who you're not.