I want nothing from You but to see You.

Reclaiming the sacred in our lives naturally brings us close once more to the wellsprings of poetry.

Wherever there is water there is someone drowning.

I am proud only of those days that pass in undivided tenderness.

I wanted to spend all my time writing poetry. But when I had children I couldn't do that anymore.

Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, I want to tie the two arms together, And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags.

Some people can't go into church any longer to feel this longing, but they still have the longing, so what do they do? Well, one thing you can do is what people do in prison; they turn to poetry.