What are the questions you wish to ask?

I wish i could press snowflakes in a book like flowers.

The aim of the poet, or other artist, is first to make something; and it's impossible to make something out of words and not communicate

I do not usually revise much, though I often cut, particularly the end or toward the end of a poem

Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark familial December.

It seems to me that readers sometimes make the genesis of a poem more mysterious than it is (by that I perhaps mean, think of it as something outside their own experience)

However, if a poem can be reduced to a prose sentence, there can't be much to it.

A nothing day full of wild beauty .... Little fish stream by, a river in water.

It is always pleasant to learn that someone takes an interest in a work which one enjoyed writing

One tends to write beyond what's needed

Life must be live by faith rather than fear.

Remember, it's still a mystery to be an adult. If you knew it all before eighteen, you'd have nothing to look forward to.

our lives change in two ways :through the people we meet and the books we read

B.O.Y. means ‘Beware of You’… Be aware of your power. We have the choice to live positively or in our own destruction.

I would be screwed if I got hurt on my motorcycle and couldn't wrestle.

If a person never contradicts himself, it must be that he says nothing.

I wish I had the gift of making rhymes, for methinks there is poetry in my head and heart since I have been in love with you.

I didn't take inspiration from other photographers, which in a way helped to find my own images.

Anyone who's a parent dreads that call in the middle of the night. I have four grown children and I still dread it.