Consciousness is the glory of creation.
A born poet knows in his cradle that a poetic life is the only life worth living.
Trusting your individual uniqueness challenges you to lay yourself open.
For me, prose walks, poetry dances.
If bitterness wants to get into the act, I offer it a cookie or a gumdrop.
The most astonishing joy is to receive from the muses the gift of a whole lyric.