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

When someone asks me now, "What do you do?" I will be able to say, "I am a writer."

The poem is not a physical body. It's a textual body that has life only insofar as it can act symbolically. It cannot physically act.

Singing has nothing to do with poetry, except as twins separated at birth.

I don't really get into the power sufficiently, and that's also a problem for me.

I have some weak poems in that new collection, which is why I'm not ready to send the collection out yet.

My muse is very often, in my mind, a nagger. She nags me.