So I Did Quit Coffee And I

When Anyone Escapes, My Heart / Leaps Up. Even When It's I Who Am Escaped From, / I Am Half On The Side Of The Leaver.

Because A Poem Is Not Written While Running Or While Answering The Phone. It's Written In Whatever Minutes One Has. Sometimes You Have Half An Hour.

At One Point I Took On A New Job, And I Just Didn't Have Time To Do Anything But Work.

It Is Forbidden To Love Where We Are Not Loved

Who Wants To Put Together Something That Will Bear Some Relationship To The Vision Or Memory Or Experience Or Story Or Idea Or Dream Or Whatever.