I Think The Job Of Writing And

Mystery: Everything Felt Better Before You Got There Than When You Actually Got There. When You Actually Got There, You Didn't Quite Have The Energy To Be There.

We All Find Ourselves Involved In Projects Or Activities That Confound Us-when Or Why Did I Say I Would Do This? What Was I Thinking? I Needed A Poem For Myself That Said-pause Longer. Think Again.

I Want To Be Famous In The Way A Pulley Is Famous, Or A Buttonhole, Not Because It Did Anything Spectacular, But Because It Never Forgot What It Could Do.

This Is The World I Want To Live In. The Shared World.

I Keep Thinking, We Teach Children To Use Language To Solve Their Disputes. We Teach Them Not To Hit And Fight And Bite. Then Look What Adults Do!