There are things known and there are things unknownand in between are the doors.

Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.

If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.

Door of passage to the other side, the soul frees itself in stride.

She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.

She dances in a ring of fire and throws of the challenge with a shrug.

Look where we worship.