Vade Mecum I want the scissors to be sharp and the table perfectly level when you cut me out of my life and paste me in that book you always carry.

You'll find i-poetry, you'll find that you can download poetry, that you can stuff your i-pod with recorded poetry. So just to answer the question that way, I think that poetry is gonna catch up with that technology quite soon.

You will always be the bread and the knife, not to mention the crystal goblet and—somehow—the wine.

I thought originally when I was in school and I wanted to be a poet, I knew that poets seemed to be miserable.

All I wanted was to be a pea of being inside the green pod of time.

You know how sometimes you just have a memory of looking up and seeing a face looking over your crib and then remember nothing until tenth grade? - I have one of these early memories where I'm in the back of my parents' car, a place I loved to spend a lot of time as an only child, not having to fight with venomous siblings over the only toy.

…balancing the wish to be lost with the need to be found.