When I Work I Am Pure As

Obviously I Find Women More Interesting Than Men To Write About.

Grandmother Hannah Comes To Me At Pesach And When I Am Lighting The Sabbath Candles. The Sweet Wine In The Cup Has Her Breath.... A Little Winter No Spring Can Melt.

Every Poet Has A Certain Amount Of "stuff." That's What You Draw From For Imagery. The More Stuff You Know Well, Not Simply Intellectually But Sensually, Emotionally, Intimately, The Wider The Pool From Which You Draw.

The Best Gift You Can Give Is A Hug: One Size Fits All And No One Ever Minds If You Return It.

Every Artist Creates With Open Eyes What She Sees In Her Dream.