The ghosts swarm. They speak as one person. Each has left something undone.

Metaphor is ritual sacrifice. It kills the look-alike. No, metaphor is homeopathy.

I tend to like the way poets form communities. Writing can be lonely after all. Modern life can be lonely. Poets do seem to be more social than fiction writers. This could be because of poetry's roots in the oral tradition - poetry is read aloud and even performed. I'm just speculating, of course. At any rate, because poets form these groups, they learn from one another. That is one of the best things about being a poet.

The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won't.

I know you by your willingness.

The future is all around here.' It's a place, anyplace where we don't exist.

Thus drivers inching southward will see the phalanx of birds heading west as one spontaneous gesture.