... the real heroes of race and culture would always be the people who stepped out of their own line to make a larger circle.

I'm writing mostly to thank you for living you eighty years and to tell you I love you and think of you often.

I keep thinking, we teach children to use language to solve their disputes. We teach them not to hit and fight and bite. Then look what adults do!

My father was very disappointed by war and fighting. And he thought language could help us out of cycles of revenge and animosity. And so, as a journalist, he always found himself asking lots of questions and trying to gather information. He was always very clear to underscore the fact that Jewish people and Arab people were brother and sister.

our limbs which had already traveled far beyond her world, carrying the click of distances in the smooth, untroubled soles of their shoes.

I do think that all of us think in poems.

The writing of Kathleen McGookey shines more brightly than most fine things we feel pleasure to read. Celebrate it!