The Fool's Cage

"Locked deep into the snows of anguish, every searing pain that sends screams from the depths of your bowels up through the startling doubts and stark surprise, like a flash and bolt of horrible thunder, erupting in a brutal birth, fighting its way into bright freedom, and in its passing, settling down upon a page, in order, in lines, is the fruit of being, the clear and settled end of creation."-From: Between the Candle and the Flame