Writing is my form of celebration and prayer.

I consider fiction a very high-class form of lying. I enjoy and admire it enormously, but I don't think I'm very good at it.

Choice is a signature of our species.

After all, coffee is bitter, a flavor from the forbidden and dangerous realm.

A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically.

I'm certainly not opposed to digital technology, whose graces I daily enjoy and rely on in so many ways. But I worry about our virtual blinders.

Living with anyone for many years takes skill. To keep peace in the household, couples learn to adapt to one another, hopefully in positive ways.