Mediocrity is perhaps due not so much to lack of imagination as to lack of faith in the imagination, lack of the capacity for this abandon.

Marvelous Truth, confront us at every turn, in every guise.

We call it "Nature"; only reluctantly admitting ourselves to be "Nature" too.

The poem has a social effect of some kind whether or not the poet wills it to have. It has a kenetic force, it sets in motion...elements in the reader that would otherwise remain stagnant.

Writing poetry is a process of discovery...you can smell the poem before you see it....Like some animal.

Let me walk through the fields of paper touching with my wand dry stems and stunted butterflies.

If woman is inconstant, good, I am faithful to ebb and flow, I fall in season and now is a time of ripening.