I cannot understand why poetry is not taught at schools as a way of seeing, a quick, untiring path to essentials.

a poet never feels useful.

The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.

I am realizing once and for all the difference as far as I am concerned of women and men and the necessity for both. With a man, however tender he is, one is feeding him - one is always and eternally understanding, mothering, supplying him with faith in himself (not in you).

Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.

The body is a universe in itself and must be held as sacred as anything in creation....It is dangerous to forget the body as sacramental.