If love wants you; if you've been melted down to stars, you will love with lungs and gills; with feathers and scales; with warm blood and cold.
Anne MichaelsTrees for example, carry the memory of rainfal. In their rings we read ancient weather - storms, sunlight and temperatures, the growing seasons of centuries. A forest shares a history which each tree remembers even after it has been felled.
Anne MichaelsAny given moment - no matter how casual, how ordinary - is poised, full of gaping life.
Anne MichaelsHistory and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments.
Anne MichaelsLike other ghosts, she whispers; not for me to join her, but so that, when I'm close enough, she can push me back into the world.
Anne MichaelsWhen you put a tremendous amount of love into your work, as in any relationship, you can't know - you can only hope - that what you're offering will in some way be received. You shape your love to artistic demands, to the rigors of your genre. But still, it's a labor of love, and it's the nature of love that you must give it freely.
Anne Michaels