Women's work is always toward wholeness.
Human relations just are not fixed in their orbits like the planets -- they're more like galaxies, changing all the time, exploding into light for years, then dying away.
life is always bringing unexpected gifts.
It is clear that we do not exactly choose our poems; our poems choose us.
... love is healing, even rootless love.
In the middle of the night, things well up from the past that are not always cause for rejoicing--the unsolved, the painful encounters, the mistakes, the reasons for shame or woe. But all, good or bad, give me food for thought, food to grow on.