Anything Can Happen, on the other hand, is not only about the atrociousness of the September 11 attack, it is also a premonition of the deadly retaliation that was bound to come.

Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.

Once I was on the job, once I had got started, I felt safe enough, but the anticipation made me tense.

If poetry and the arts do anything, they can fortify your inner life, your inwardness.

Write whatever you like!

Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests; snug as a gun. ~from the poem "Digging

I am not a playwright. A playwright would take "Antigone" and hit it a few clouts and knock it out of shape and restructure it. My versioning was strictly verbal.