The music of revelation announces itself to the reader in somber brooding tones or in melodies light as air and one is invited to dance with the most captivating of partners: poetry.
— AberjhaniThe same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace.
— AberjhaniI loved you for a thousand years and missed you in all of them.
— Christina StrigasA poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.
— AberjhaniTo create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart.
— AberjhaniThe whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river’s deeper and truer nature revealed itself.
— AberjhaniListen to the arts of kids, their hands when tied have wings.
— YmatruzThe birth of a true poet is neither an insignificant event nor an easy delivery. Complications generally begin long before the fated soul carries its dubious light into whatever womb has been kind enough to volunteer the intricate machinery of its blood and prayers and muscles for a gestation period much longer than nine months or even nine years.
— AberjhaniPoetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives.
— AberjhaniRainer Maria Rilke greeted and wrestled with the angels of his Duino Elegies in the solitude of a castle surrounded by white cliffs tall trees and the sea. I greeted most of mine in the solitude of a house that still vibrated with the throbs of a singular life that had helped shape many lives and with the ache of attempts to render useful service to that life. The River of Winged Dreams was therefore constructed as a link between dimensions of past and future emotions and intellect and matter and spirit.
— Aberjhani