Good Writing Gives Energy, Whatever It Is

The Woman Poet Must Be Either A Sexless, Reclusive Eccentric, With Nothing To Say Specifically To Women, Or A Brilliant, Tragic, Tortured Suicide.

I'm Alternatingly Brilliant And Witless-and Sleepless: Bed Is Just A Swamp To Roll In.

As A Teacher You Are More Or Less Obliged To Pay The Same Amount Of Attention To Everything. That Can Wear You Down.

Women Love A Sick Child Or A Healthy Animal; A Man Who Is Both Itches Them Like An Incubus.

You Happened To Me. You Were As Deep Down As I’ve Ever Been. You Were Inside Me Like My Pulse.