Each thing I do, I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass - -a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, landscapes unvisited.
Stephen DobynsA poem is a window that hangs between two or more human beings who otherwise live in darkened rooms.
Stephen DobynsOne writes a poem when one is so taken up by an emotional concept that one is unable to remain silent.
Stephen DobynsMany of my poems try to use a comic element to reach a place that isn't comic at all. The comic element works as a surprise. It is unexpected and energizing.
Stephen Dobyns