Everybody has to have their little tooth of power. Everybody wants to be able to bite.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile.

The stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own.

Poetry is one of the original arts, and it began, as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth.

Always there is something worth saying about glory, about gratitude.

I consider myself kind of a reporter - one who uses words that are more like music and that have a choreography. I never think of myself as a poet; I just get up and write.

Every adjective and adverb is worth five cents. Every verb is worth fifty cents.