I Loved To Write When I Was

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.

Nothing Is Too Small. Nothing Is Too, Quote-unquote, Ordinary Or Insignificant. Those Are The Things That Make Up The Measure Of Our Days, And They're The Things That Sustain Us. And They're The Things That Certainly Can Become Worthy Of Poetry.

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.

I've Always Felt That The Poems I've Written Which Have Historical Context Are Hopefully Not Just Simply Plucking Something Out Of History And Saying Great, Let's Write About That. In Every Case What Has Happened Is That I've Become Fascinated Or Haunted By Something And Couldn't Shake It.

My Childhood Library Was Small Enough Not To Be Intimidating. And Yet I Felt The Whole World Was Contained In Those Two Rooms. I Could Walk Any Aisle And Smell Wisdom.