If you can find two poems in a book, it could be a pretty good book for you. You know, two poems you really like. There are some poets who are fairly….

Mike Forsberg's images give us bright openings onto a world. . . . Here on the Great Plains both people and trees and everything else are in some way….

Keeping a journal is like taking good care of one’s heart..

I farm a little plot of things to say, with not much frontage on the busy road..

When she left me I stood out in the thunderstorm, hoping to be destroyed by lightning. It missed, first left, then right..

There are mornings when everything brims with promise, even my empty cup..

It may very well be that people in San Francisco don't think we have any culture in Nebraska, but we have a different culture, and it's a very deep c….

Now the seasons are closing their files on each of us, the heavy drawers full of certificates rolling back into the tree trunks, a few old papers flo….

All night, this soft rain from The distant past. No wonder I sometimes Waken as a child..

There's nothing wrong with delighting in what you do. In fact, most of the fun you'll have as a poet will come about during the process of writing..

This evening, I sat by an open window and read till the light was gone and the book was no more than a part of the darkness..

Valentine's Day is the poet's holiday..

Turtle has just one plan at a time, and every cell buys into it..

The poem is the device through which the ordinary world is seen in a new way - engaging, compelling, even beautiful..

A poem is a record of a discovery..

I had in effect been thrown out of graduate school because I was a lousy graduate student, and I had to find a job, and I took the first job that cam….

a happy birthday this evening, I sat by an open window and read till the light was gone and the book was no more than a part of the darkness. I could….

In my work, I really try to look at ordinary things quite closely to see if there isn't a little bit of something special about them. I'm trying to m….

If I don't take the risk, I'll wind up with a bloodless poem. I have to be out there on the edge..

Just as a dancer, turning and turning, may fill the dusty light with the soft swirl of her flying skirts, our weeping willow -- now old and broken , ….

I like the idea of there being times when even words cost so much you used them sparingly. I have known a lot of old men and women who talked as if t….