Honesty is as rare as a man without self-pity.

Occasionally I encounter people getting into their cars who will say, "Oh, you haven't been walking lately" - like I'm a symbol of the ancient art of walking!

I do think that the kind of writing that I do will always be around and printed in books, magazines, and now blogs.

Most of the time I'm not really attracted to writing that's focused on filling and fighting it out within a well-defined container. I like work that gets out in the world and lets the world shape the poem.

The art finds kingdoms in a foot of ground.

Whatever poetry that was in me was coming out in the form of constructing art books!

Since graveyards are often built over older burial grounds, I assume Dolores Park was probably an Indian, (an Ohlone) graveyard before that. I think the fact that it has so many layers underneath the contemporary one intrigues me.