The speaking will get easier and easier. And you will find you have fallen in love with your own vision, which you may never have realized you had. And you will lose some friends and lovers, and realize you don't miss them. And new ones will find you and cherish you. And at last you'll know with surpassing certainty that only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth. And that is not speaking.

Guilt is only another way of avoiding informed action.

When you reach out and touch other human beings, it doesn't matter whether you call it therapy or teaching or poetry.

You will never be able to defend your city while shouting.

I am a post-mastectomy woman who believes our feelings need voice in order to be recognized, respected, and of use.

We must wake up knowing we have work to do and go to bed knowing we've done it.

. . . it is through poetry that we give name to those ideas which are-until the poem-nameless and formless, about to be birthed, but already felt.