Poetry Dovetails Contradictions.

Did You Love Well What You Very Soon Left? Come Home And Take Me In Your Arms And Take Away This Stomach Ache, Headache, Heartache.

You Happened To Me. You Were As Deep Down As I’ve Ever Been. You Were Inside Me Like My Pulse.

Perhaps First And Foremost Is The Challenge Of Taking What I Find As A Reader And Making It Into A Poem That, Primarily, Has To Be A Plausible Poem In English.

The Woman Poet Must Be Either A Sexless, Reclusive Eccentric, With Nothing To Say Specifically To Women, Or A Brilliant, Tragic, Tortured Suicide.

Of The Individual Poems, Some Are More Lyric And Some Are More Descriptive Or Narrative. Each Poem Is Fixed In A Moment. All Those Moments Written Or Read Together Take On The Movement And Architecture Of A Narrative.