A Longing For The Dance Stirs In

I Want To Write Poems That Are Natural, Luminous, Deep, Spare. I Dream Of An Art So Transparent That You Can Look Through And See The World.

In Every House Of Marriage There's Room For An Interpreter.

Rhythm To Me Is Essentially What Hopkins Called The Taste Of Self. I Taste Myself As Rhythm.

We Have To Learn How To Live With Our Frailties. The Best People I Know Are Inadequate And Unashamed.

I Dance/for The Joy Of Surviving, At The Edge Of The Road.