Rejoice With The Day Lily For It

One Of My Secret Instructions To Myself As A Poet Is "whatever You Do, Don't Be Boring."

My Business Is Words. Words Are Like Labels, Or Coins, Or Better, Like Swarming Bees.

My Faith Is A Great Weight Hung On A Small Wire, As Doth The Spider Hang Her Baby On A Thin Web.

When Someone Kisses Someone Or Flushes The Toilet It Is My Other Who Sits In A Ball And Cries. My Other Beats A Tin Drum In My Heart. My Other Hangs Up Laundry As I Try To Sleep. My Other Cries And Cries And Cries When I Put On A Cocktail Dress.

Let There Be A Heaven So That Man May Outlive His Grasses.