Practice good personal hygiene. Wash your hands before you eat. Be aware of good clean water and food sources.

There is this cave In the air behind my body That nobody is going to touch: A cloister, a silence Closing around a blossom of fire. When I stand upright in the wind, My bones turn to dark emeralds.

I asked the Mesquite coach who he thought the best team in Mesquite is. He said they were about even.

Suddenly I realize That if I stepped out of my body I would break Into blossom.

Practice good personal hygiene. Wash your hands before you eat. Be aware of good clean water and food sources.

I write abundantly. And then my next step is to struggle to reduce the ornament, to reduce the abundance-to prune the book, in other words, the way one prunes a tree-so it can grow. This is my idea of a book.

In a pine tree,/ A few yards from my window sill,/ A brilliant blue jay is springing up and down, up and/ down./ On a branch./ I laugh, as I see him abandon himself/ To entire delight, for he knows as well as I do/ That the branch will not break.