There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie..

Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places..

One of the good elements of old age is that we no longer have to prove anything, to ourselves or to anyone else. We are what we are..

Revision is not going back and fussing around, but going forward into the process of creation.

Read between the lines.Then meet me in the silence if you can..

The poet must be free to love or hate as the spirit moves him, free to change, free to be a chameleon, free to be an enfant terrible. He must above a….

For poetry is, I believe, always an act of the spirit. The poem teaches us something while we make it. The poem makes you as you make the poem, and y….

People who cannot feel punish those who do..

Love is our human miracle..

No partner in a love relationship... should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it viable..

I would like to believe when I die that I have given myself away like a tree that sows seed every spring and never counts the loss, because it is not….

Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember nothing stays the same for long, not even pain. Sit it ou….

Whatever peace I know rests in the natural world, in feeling myself a part of it, even in a small way..

It is only when we can believe that we are creating the soul that life has any meaning, but when we can believe it - and I do and always have - then ….

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self..

One thing is certain, and I have always known it - the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and even….

Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers..

Most people have to talk so they won't hear..

Do not deprive me of my age. I have earned it..

The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do an….

I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal.….