I like rhythmic things that butt up against each other in a cool kind of way.
I would define in brief the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
Art in Nature is rhythmic and has a horror of constraint.
I realized the other day that I've lived in New York longer than I've lived anywhere else. It's amazing: I am a New Yorker. It's strange I never thought I would be.