Love, our subject: we've trained it like ivy to our walls.
A thinking woman sleeps with monsters.
Poems are like dreams: in them you put what you don't know you know.
Responsibility to yourself means refusing to let others do your thinking, talking, and naming for you; it means learning to respect and use your own brains and instincts; hence, grappling with hard work.
I donโt think we can separate art from overall human dignity and hope.
Until we know the assumptions in which we are drenched, we cannot know ourselves.