When You Finish A Poem, It Clicks

I Was Born In Cincinnati, Ohio. My Family Was Not Nationally Known As Being A Literary Family, Though My Mother And My Mother's Side Of The Family In General Were Interested In Literature.

When You Get An Idea, Go And Write. Don't Waste It In Conversation.

It's Enormously Cheering To Get A Good Review By Someone Who Seems To Understand Your Work.

This Rose Became A Bandanna, Which Became A House, Which Became Infused With All Passion, Which Became A Hideaway, Which Became Yes I Would Like To Have Dinner, Which Became Hands, Which Became Lands, Shores, Beaches, Natives On The Stones, Staring And Wild Beasts In The Trees, Chasing The Hats Of Lost Hunters, And All This Deserves A Tone.

Maybe There Are Three Or Four Really Good Poets In A Generation.