You Are Almost Not Free, If You

Good Writing Gives Energy, Whatever It Is About.

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

I Lived In The Studio Apartment That I Bought For Four Years Before I Bought It In 1989, So I Was Already In It. I Began Living There In 1985, So I've Had The Same Address And Phone Number Since Then.

I'm Alternatingly Brilliant And Witless-and Sleepless: Bed Is Just A Swamp To Roll In.

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.