I can't rhyme for little green apples. What I can do is scan and make patterns.

The fact that I seem to prefer seals over any other animal brides is something I hadn't actually realized until this moment. Perhaps it's because there's a lot of very cool folklore about it.

I love the idea of species fluidity, I guess, the sense of the maiden inherent in the swan or seal, the youth inherent in the bear or deer. After all, human beings are animals.

I think happy, companionate marriages between men and women who respect each other (as far as is consistent with being actual human beings) should be every bit as poetry-worthy as angst, bitterness, and shame.

Poetry, for me, conveys the essence of narrative rather than its particulars.

I can't rhyme for little green apples. What I can do is scan and make patterns.

I've always loved stories of animals and birds that can appear to be human, just by taking off their skins or their feathers.