The journey is my home.
Poetry is, above all, an approach to the truth of feeling.
There is also, in any history, the buried, the wasted, and the lost.
Nourish beginnings, let us nourish beginnings. Not all things are blest, but the seeds of all things are blest. The blessing is in the seed.
I hear the singing of the lives of women. They clear mystery, the offering, and pride.
Flight is intolerable contradiction.