I hear the singing of the lives of women. They clear mystery, the offering, and pride.

The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.

There is also, in any history, the buried, the wasted, and the lost.

Exchange is creation.

There has been in our time a lack of reliance on language and a lack of experimentation which are frightening to anyone who sees them as symptoms. We know the phenomenon of stage-fright: it holds the player shivering, incapable of speech or action. Perhaps there is an audience-fright which the play can feel, which leaves him with these incapacities.

I hear the singing of the lives of women. They clear mystery, the offering, and pride.

American poetry has been part of a culture in conflict....We are a people tending toward democracy at the level of hope; at another level, the economy of the nation, the empire of business within the republic, both include in their basic premise the idea of perpetual warfare