I'm going home the old way with a light hand on the reins making the long approach.
I didn't write my poems because I wanted to, they were wrung from me. I had to write them.
Everything pays for growing tame.
It is important to act as if bearing witness matters.
God serves the choosy. They know what to want.
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.