Once I was a maniac.
I called Diane Di Prima ( a famous beat poet of the 60s) and left a message on her voice mail, “I love you.” The audacity
She called me back. The shock.
…so, when I entered that cafe in San Francisco and she was actually there, tears streamed down my face. The Joy.

like old Li Bai
I plunge into the river
drunk on poetry
            trying to catch
………the moon