Everything pays for growing tame.
... people get confidential at midnight.
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.
Sometimes tradition is a way of keeping going.
Love, we are a small pond.