"In the real life, if you make a mistake, you get punished. It's either black or white -- you have to do it the right way or the wrong way; you have to choose. But in poetry, if you make a mistake -- if you stutter in front of someone, nobody's going to laugh. It's a world where you're free to do whatever you want." -- Indiana
From Indiana's poem "Ode to Bulgaria"
O Bulgaria A lion jumping over the iron woods Is coming in my night dreams Asking me to stop being a child Pressing my wrists tightly Making me run barefooted In the painting of a foreign artist