My gut was always that if I taught students poetry, I would give too much of myself to them and have nothing left.

I think e-mail and social media and all that has made me feel way less isolated than ever before.

I think I've always felt very isolated, and I'm sure lots of poets do.

I've always been intrigued with the male characters in novels like 'Pride and Prejudice' such as Mr. Darcy, and this poem is part of a series of poems that explore desire and obsessions. The poems have been sitting in a drawer for a few years, so I decided to dust them off and work on them again since I have not written a new poem in more than three years. I'm not sure anything will become of the series, but at least it gives me something to work on in a period where I feel very uncreative.

I definitely have favorite books by favorite poets, but poets' books also vary. I could like some books, but not like another book.

I do think that given my background as a poet, and also I work in a different field, you're sort of neither here nor there.

The whole process of getting a book published is just part of the process. The last of the process that I enjo