In the world of poetry there are would-be poets, workshop poets, promising poets, lovesick poets, university poets, and a few real poets.

Some artists shrink from self-awareness, fearing that it will destroy their unique gifts and even their desire to create. The truth of the matter is quite opposite.

If bitterness wants to get into the act, I offer it a cookie or a gumdrop.

Trusting your individual uniqueness challenges you to lay yourself open.

My films are an extension of my poetry, using the white screen like the white page to be filled with images.

For me, prose walks, poetry dances.

Everything that ever happened is still happening. Past, present and future keep happening in the eternity which is Here and Now.