The English language is nobody's special property. It is the property of the imagination: it is the property of the language itself.

Any serious attempt to try to do something worthwhile is ritualistic.

I come from a place that likes grandeur; it likes large gestures; it is not inhibited by flourish; it is a rhetorical society; it is a society of physical perf…

After the Storm (The Schooner 'Flight' (1980))

When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders. ~ 37

An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.

'True creativity often starts where language ends.'