Describe plum-blossoms?Better than my verses...whiteWordless Butterflies

Dead my old fine hopesAnd dry my dreaming but still...Iris, blue each spring

Twilight whippoorwill...Whistle on, sweet deepenerOf dark loneliness

Why so scrawny, cat?Starving for fat fish or mice...Or backyard love?

Many solemn nights Blond moon, we stand and marvel...Sleeping our noons away

my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me.

Don’t take away my dignity While patching up my broken dreams

If you want to know what you are attracting, look around you!

If you don't listen to that gentle, yet persistent voice within, you betray yourself.

No author is a man of genius to his publisher.

The human heart has a staggering capacity for love.

We all love guarantees in life.

I am Alice in Wonderland', Josie thought. 'Watch me fall.

It's a little dangerous for me to get outside myself and think about how I want people to see me.

To succeed in the world it is not enough to be stupid, you must also be well-mannered.