So this is how you swim inward. So this is how you flow outwards. So this is how you pray.

To find a new word that is accurate and different, you have to be alert for it.

And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Poetry isn't a profession, it's a way of life. It's an empty basket; you put your life into it and make something out of that.

I have a notion that if you are going to be spiritually curious, you better not get cluttered up with too many material things.