If you’re too open-minded; your brains will fall out.
I am awaiting perpetually and forever a renaissance of wonder.
Poetry is eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone.
Poetry is a naked woman, a naked man, and the distance between them.
See it was like this when we waltz into this place. A couple of papish cats is doing an Aztec two-step And I says Dad let’s cut but then this dame comes up behind me see and says you and me could really exist Wow I says Only the next day she has bad teeth and really hates poetry.
Poetry must be capable of answering the challenge of apocalytpic times, even if this means sounding apocaltypic.
To say one is revolutionary is a little like saying one is a Zen Buddhist – if you say you are, you probably aren’t.
In Plato’s republic, poets were considered subversive, a danger to the republic. I kind of relish that role. So I see my present role as a gadfly, to use my soapbox to promote my various ideas and obsesions.
We have to raise the consciousness; the only way poets can change the world is to raise the consciousness of the general populace.
Invent a new language anyone can understand.
We have seen the best minds of our generation destroyed by boredom at poetry readings.
I am waiting for the lost music to sound again in a new rebirth of wonder.
The state of the world calls out for poetry to save it.
Constantly risking absurdity and death whenever he performs above the heads of his audience, the poet, like an acrobat, climbs on rhyme to a high wire of his own making.
Freedom of speech is always under attack by Fascist mentality, which exists in all parts of the world, unfortunately.