In Every House Of Marriage There's Room

Poetry Is Language Surprised In The Act Of Changing Into Meaning.

I Associate The Garden With The Whole Experience Of Being Alive, And So, There Is Nothing In The Range Of Human Experience That Is Separate From What The Garden Can Signify In Its Eagerness And Its Insistence, And In Its Driving Energy To Live -- To Grow, To Bear Fruit.

Deftly They Opened The Brain Of A Child, And It Was Full Of Flying Dreams.

How Shall The Heart Be Reconciled / To Its Feast Of Losses?

A Poem Has Secrets That The Poet Knows Nothing Of.