The music is in minors.
Books are meat and medicine and flame and flight and flower steel, stitch, cloud and clout, and drumbeats on the air.
I tell poets that when a line just floats into your head, don't pay attention 'cause it probably has floated into somebody else's head.
One reason cats are happier than people is that they have no newspapers.
We are each other's magnitude and bond.
It is brave to be involved. To be not fearful to be unresolved.