What's A Word, A Talisman, To Hold

You Have To Imagine It Possible Before You Can See Something. You Can Have The Evidence Right In Front Of You, But If You Can't Imagine Something That Has Never Existed Before, It's Impossible.

I Change Jobs Like Drinking Water ... And As I Grow Accustomed To The New Flavor Of A Drink I Regard As Delicious, Yes, Vital, Something Fades, Life Balks. So I Break Camp; I Shed Skins.

If We’re Going To Solve The Problems Of The World, We Have To Learn How To Talk To One Another. Poetry Is The Language At Its Essence. It’s The Bones And The Skeleton Of The Language. It Teaches You, If Nothing Else, How To Choose Your Words.

From The Time I Began To Read, As A Child, I Loved To Feel Their Heft In My Hand And The Warm Spot Caused By Their Intimate Weight In My Lap; I Loved The Crisp Whisper Of A Page Turning, The Musky Odor Of Old Paper And The Sharp Inky Whiff Of New Pages. Leather Bindings Sent Me Into Ecstasy. I Even Loved To Gaze At A Closed Book And Daydream About The Possibilities Inside.

For Many Years, I Thought A Poem Was A Whisper Overheard, Not An Aria Heard.