I'll Be Left Writing Picture Books And

She Stood Upon A Continent Of Ice, Which Sparkled Between Sea And Sky, Endless And Dazzling, As Though The World Kept All Its Treasure There; A Scale Which Balanced Poetry And Prayer.

I'll Be Left Writing Picture Books And Fairy Tales

As Anyone Who Has The Slightest Knowledge Of My Work Knows, I Have Little In Common With Larkin, Who Was Tall, Taciturn And Thin-on-top, And Unlike Him I Laugh, Nay, Sneer, In The Face Of Death. I Will Concede One Point: We Are Both Lesbian Poets.

Better Off Dead Than Giving In; Not Taking What You Want.

The Poem Is A Form Of Texting... It's The Original Text. It's A Perfecting Of A Feeling In Language - It's A Way Of Saying More With Less, Just As Texting Is.