Animals are stylized characters in a kind of old saga - stylized because even the most acute of them have little leeway as they play out their parts.
Edward HoaglandWe New Yorkers see more death and violence than most soldiers do, grow a thick chitin on our backs, grimace like a rat and learn to do a disappearing act. Long ago we outgrew the need to be blowhards about our masculinity; we leave that to the Alaskans and Texans, who have more time for it.
Edward HoaglandTrue solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.
Edward HoaglandPoetry is engendered in solitude, so what better meter for it than the clip of a buckskin horse?
Edward Hoagland