"Time" does not mean "occasion."

I do not think a similar goal, to attain fame, drove me when I was a child and young woman.

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

I really felt neurotic - it was a neurotic reason - but I had to teach very, very well. That sucked up a lot of oxygen from my time and my creative thinking.

Philosophy is a bad master for poetry; religion worse; and politics self-serving will never serve the Muse.

"Stop Already" is a fairly new poem in a group that was just published by Feminist Studies, which is why I sent them to you.

Breath and brevity are sisters; the long-winded is an enemy who muffles your heartbeat.