Ocupation: Poet
Life: March 13, 1941 - August 9, 2008
Birthday: March 13
Death: August 9
I see what I want of Love... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees suckling the wild berries, and I close my eyes until I see our shadow behind this dispossessed place... I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk... and their need to say: Good Morning...
topic: Morning, Horse, Eye, Lateness