We stayed at home to write, to consolidate our outstretched selves.
So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
A psychiatrist is the god of our age. But they cost money.
I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
I think writers are the most narcissistic people. Well, I musn't say this, I like many of them, a great many of my friends are writers.
Although, I admit, I desire, Occasionally, some backtalk From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain: A certain minor light may still Lean incandescent Out of kitchen table or chair As if a celestial burning took Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --