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Poems Come From Ordinary Experiences And Objects, I Think. Out Of Memory - A Dress I Lent My Daughter On Her Way Back To College; A Newspaper Photograph Of War; A Breast Self-exam; The Tooth Fairy; Calvinist Parents Who Beat Up Their Children; A Gesture Of Love; Seeing Oneself Naked Over Age 50 In A Set Of Bright Hotel Bathroom Mirrors.

I Think That My Work Is Easy To Understand Because I Am Not A Thinker, I Am Not A... How Can I Put It? I Write The Way I Perceive, I Guess.

Because A Poem Is Not Written While Running Or While Answering The Phone. It's Written In Whatever Minutes One Has. Sometimes You Have Half An Hour.

I Was A Late Bloomer. But Anyone Who Blooms At All, Ever, Is Very Lucky.

Well, One Thing I'm Really Interested In, When I'm Writing, Is Being Accurate.