After Fifty Shades of Grey, I think my writing is pretty tame, isn't it?

At a certain point, the struggles with teaching and mothering and so on and so forth, those decline, those lessen.

Signs of a maddening system of writing and counting that calibrates the values of something the poet does not yet know. Praxis is therefore poetics.

New formalism is writing with language as flow, like the flow from a dam, running through a desert that has had no rain for decades.

You've read some of the poems in this new unpublished book [Walker's Alphabet], e.g., the poem "C." I have a number of poems whose titles are letters of the alphabet: A, B, C, D, E, F.

The poem might come to you as you're preparing to teach a lecture, right? And when you say, "no" to that occasion, that poem is gone.

When people say "the body," frequently they mean the literal body, the physical body.