The Older I Get, The More I

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.

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

Seeing Yourself As Responsible For The Quality Of Your Relationship, As A Prime Mover In Your Life, I Think Is A Bold, Amazing Step.

I Did Not Know Him, I Knew My Idea Of Him.

The Teaching Is Very Rewarding, And Very Time-consuming, And Very Exhausting. But It's Wonderful. The Community Here At Nyu Is Very Precious To Me.