It seems to me that readers sometimes make the genesis of a poem more mysterious than it is (by that I perhaps mean, think of it as something outside their own experience)

I wish i could press snowflakes in a book like flowers.

The aim of the poet, or other artist, is first to make something; and it's impossible to make something out of words and not communicate

I do not usually revise much, though I often cut, particularly the end or toward the end of a poem

Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark familial December.

However, if a poem can be reduced to a prose sentence, there can't be much to it.

A nothing day full of wild beauty .... Little fish stream by, a river in water.

It is always pleasant to learn that someone takes an interest in a work which one enjoyed writing

One tends to write beyond what's needed

What are the questions you wish to ask?

It is pointless waiting for the moment because you are already in the moment so just get started!

Hope is like a bud that holds the hidden beauty of a flower.

For long-term true success we mush rethink and change our mindset from only valuing "happiness" to include Well-being as the foundation.

I left in love, in laughter, and in truth, and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit.

When God created Republicans, he gave up on everything else.

Political power intoxicates the best hearts. No man is wise enough, nor good enough, to be trusted with much political power.

Where I have problems is when I am in the midst of doing something that I am completely focused on, and then I am asked to buy shoes or something.

Your art is to be the praise of something that you love. It may only be the praise of a shell or a stone.

Harriet Tubman lived to see the harvest.

People who want their love easy don't really want love.