I Speak To You. You Speak To

No One Wants To Read Poetry. You Have To Make It Impossible For Them To Put The Poem Down--impossible For Them To Stop Reading It, Word After Word. You Have To Keep Them From Closing The Book.

There Is Also, In Any History, The Buried, The Wasted, And The Lost.

Never To Despise In Myself What I Have Been Taught To Despise. Nor To Despise The Other. Not To Despise The It. To Make This Relation With The It: To Know That I Am It.

My Lifetime Listens To Yours.

What Would Happen If One Woman Told The Truth About Her Life? The World Would Split Open.