I'm always resisting [my muse]. I'm resisting her power.

Poetry has roots, but they are sometimes cut off and still poetry is written.

In short, for me - I'm kind of projecting onto you - distraction has become a modus vivendi, a way of life. Rather than complaining, I am recognizing that I couldn't do what I wanted to do because I'm distracted.

I do want to do the entire alphabet. There's in [Walker's Alphabet] a poem called "A Life" in that grouping. I was going to change that title to "A."

I don't know where to place my body. Everyone notices that about me. I'm very restless.

One should be able to teach adequately and feel good about it.

I was driven, as have been many writers, both by a repulsion of the childhood home's narrow confines and a desire to reach further, to keep desiring more of a future not yet imagined and not yet written down.