Poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths.

Here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond: Not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed.

I'm not afraid of the opinions of others - but of being needed and coming up short.

I make no apology about stirring the depths - every human longs to swim under water and see what lurks beneath

Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable.

Poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths.

The abyss you stare into and that stares back at you is your reflection in the mirror - we all have it - that shadow self - that dark heart.