So I Did Quit Coffee And I

My Poems - I Don't Even Like The Sound Of That, In A Way. Not That Anyone Else Wrote Them. But We Know That Only People Who Are Really Close To Us Care About Our Personal Experience.

Their Spirits And Their Visions Are Embodied In Their Craft. And So Is Mine. It's Not Jane Saw Puff. But The Clarity Of Jane Saw Puff Is Precious To Me.

I Didn't Have Time To Sit Down And Look At The Work Of A Year And Choose What To Type.

When I Quit All These Things And Said I Didn't Have Any Time, I Meant I Didn't Have Any Time.

Poems Come From Ordinary Experiences And Objects, I Think. Out Of Memory - A Dress I Lent My Daughter On Her Way Back To College; A Newspaper Photograph Of War; A Breast Self-exam; The Tooth Fairy; Calvinist Parents Who Beat Up Their Children; A Gesture Of Love; Seeing Oneself Naked Over Age 50 In A Set Of Bright Hotel Bathroom Mirrors.