Poetry Is About The Grief. Politics Is

I Believe In Teaching, But I Don’t Believe In Going To School.

Sentences Are Not Different Enough To Hold The Attention Unless They Are Dramatic. No Ingenuity Of Varying Structure Will Do. All That Can Save Them Is The Speaking Tone Of Voice Somehow Entangled In The Words And Fastened To The Page For The Ear Of The Imagination. That Is All That Can Save Poetry From Sing-song, All That Can Save Prose From Itself.

Pressed Into Service Means Pressed Out Of Shape.

Being The Boss Anywhere Is Lonely. Being A Female Boss In A World Of Mostly Men Is Especially So.

Let's Get My Incantation Right: "i Wish I May, I Wish I Might" Give Earth Another Satellite.