As we live our truths, we will communicate across all barriers, speaking for the sources of peace. Peace that is not lack of war, but fierce and positive.
I think there is a choice possible to us at any moment, as long as we live. But there is no sacrifice. There is a choice, and the rest falls away. Second choice does not exist. Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.
Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.
The journey is my home.
A work of art is one through which the consciousness of the artist is able to give its emotions to anyone who is prepared to receive them.
The fear of poetry is an indication that we are cut off from our own reality.
I hear the singing of the lives of women. They clear mystery, the offering, and pride.
My lifetime listens to yours.
The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.
Always our wars have been our confessions of weakness.
No one wants to read poetry. You have to make it impossible for them to put the poem down – impossible for them to stop reading it, word after word. You have to keep them from closing the book.
If there were no poetry on any day in the world, poetry would be invented that day. For there would be an intolerable hunger.
The world is not made of molecules, the world is made of stories.
Exchange is creation.
Those who speak of our culture as dead or dying have a quarrel with life, and I think they cannot understand its terms, but must endlessly repeat the projection of their own desires.
Let us not fear the hidden. Or each other.
A world is to be fought for, sung, and built: Love must imagine the world.
Whatever can happen to anyone can happen to me.
Dreams are the sources of action, the meeting and the end, a resting place among the flight of things.
Not all things are blest, but the seeds of all things are blest.