I am the one whose love overcomes you, already with you when you think to call my name.

Let it come, as it will, and don't be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.

My ear is not working, my poetry ear. I can't write a line that doesn't sound like pots and pans falling out of the cupboard.

Everyone longs for love's tense joys and red delights.

Be a good steward of your gifts. Protect your time. Feed your inner life. Avoid too much noise. Read good books, have good sentences in your ears. Be by yourself as often as you can. Walk. Take the phone off the hook. Work regular hours.

I am the one whose love overcomes you, already with you when you think to call my name.

A poet's job is to find a name for everything: to be a fearless finder of the names of things.