Why I Write: A Revolutionary's Manifesto

I write because I'm in love. I am in love. I repeat it to myself daily, An ecstasy of Romantic caliber, A revelry of Classical Dionysian cultics. I am in love. Love covers over me, And in it I see faces of Gods unknown; I am in ecstasy of Romanticism, Dionysic reveler in Classical tradition. I am a savage Antinous, Breast bared to the river; I am in love. I am in red, My back to the wall; I am in love. I am no Lady Lazarus, but I rise and eat men the same; I am in love. Vicious and living, I am in love.