On This Twelfth Day Of My Diet

It's Really Important To Visit A Site You Are Writing About. Even If You Know It Well, Even If You Have Lived There, It's Important To Take A Fresh Look In Terms Of Your Characters And Your Story.

Hope Sleeps In Our Bones Like A Bear Waiting For Spring To Rise And Walk.

My Strength And My Weakness Are Twins In The Same Womb.

Learning To Love Differently Is Hard, Love With The Hands Wide Open, Love With The Doors Banging On Their Hinges, The Cupboard Unlocked, The Windroaring And Whimpering In The Rooms.

Now That I Am In My Forties, She [my Mother] Tells Me I'm Beautiful; Now That I Am In My Forties, She Sends Me Presents And We Have The Long, Personal And Even Remarkably Honest Phone Calls I Always Wanted So Intensely I Forbade Myself To Imagine Them. How Strange. Perhaps Shaw Was Correct And If We Lived To Be Several Hundred Years Old, We Would Finally Work It All Out. I Am Deeply Grateful. With My Poems, I Finally Won Even My Mother. The Longest Wooing Of My Life.