Recently, while I was in England, I saw a documentary on the BBC about the border between India and Pakistan at Wagah. When the border closes each evening around six o' clock, the soldiers on each side do these amazing high-stepping peacock march-offs (like a dance-off). The displays are almost identical on each side and thousands gather to watch them. Though they're patrolling along their separate borders, what comes across is how similar they are.

I'm all over my poems, even if their relation to my everyday life is that of dream to reality.

Having my poems set to music by Eric Moe has completely knocked my socks off.

"Confessional poetry" is another one of those labels. It goes in and out of fashion.

In my own writing, I've mostly abandoned end-rhyme, but wordplay is still a huge part of my process.

If you were going to make sculptures of them, the swivel poems would be disparate objects all attached with hinges and the prose poems would be small sheep wrapped in extra wool.

I don't see much difference between prose poems and flash fiction (I've often taught the latter as the former), but then I also don't see that much difference between art and poetry.