Ocupation: Poet
Life: b. March 31, 1936
Birthday: March 31
I have no connections here; only gusty collisions, rootless seedlings forced into bloom, that collapse. ... I am the Visiting Poet: a real unicorn, a wind-up plush dodo, a wax museum of the Movement. People want to push the buttons and see me glow.
topic: Travel, Real, War, Seedlings