We are, each of us, our own prisoner. We are locked up in our own story.
Cherish your wilderness.
God serves the choosy. They know what to want.
To build is to dwell.
To write about the monstrous sense of alienation the poet feels in this culture of polarized hatreds is a way of staying sane. With the poem, I reach out to an audience equally at odds with official policy, and I celebrate our mutual humanness in an inhuman world.
Meanwhile let us cast one shadow in air and water.