Joyce Sutphen (August 10, 1949 -) Is waiting for you to come along— some spring (or maybe it's winter) in New York or Paris on your way to meet someone who will change everything if you take the right train, if you look up from the book you are reading, if you say hello. The …
When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses… We must never forget that art is not a form of propaganda; it is a form of truth. — John F. Kennedy
