Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.

The land was ours before we were the land's. She was our land more than a hundred years Before we were her people.

Writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down.

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

I'm always saying something that's just the edge of something more.

A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom.

The difference between a job and a career is the difference between forty and sixty hours a week.