Critics write out of intellectual exercise, not poets. Poets write straight from the heart.
The zipless fuck is absolutely pure. It is free of ulterior motives. There is no power game . The man is not taking and the woman is not giving. No one is attempting to cuckold a husband or humiliate...
Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't.
It takes courage to lead a life. Any life.
What are the sources of poetry? Love and death and the paradox of love and death. All poetry from the beginning is about Eros and Thanatos. Those are the only subjects. And how Eros and Thanatos inter...
she died of internal weeping
All writing problems are psychological problems. Blocks usually stem from the fear of being judged. If you imagine the world listening, you'll never write a line. That's why privacy is so important. Y...
In poetry you can express almost inexpressible feelings. You can express the pain of loss, you can express love. People always turn to poetry when someone they love dies, when they fall in love.
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for being brave for ris...
I write lustily and humorously. It isn't calculated it's the way I think. I've invented a writing style that expresses who I am.
Women are not the richer sex. Women are not equal in society.
Poetry is what we turn to in the most emotional moments of our life - when a beloved friend dies, when a baby is born or when we fall in love.
There are no atheists on turbulent airplanes.
Sometimes it was worth all the disadvantages of marriage just to have that: one friend in an indifferent world.
When women have so absorbed the disease of sexism that they themselves can inflict it on each other, we clearly have a perfect, self-replenishing machine for the continuation of sexism. Unable to turn...
Show me a woman who doesn't feel guilty and I'll show you a man.
The stones themselves are thick with history, and those cats that dash through the alleyways must surely be the ghosts of the famous dead in feline disguise.
Why are women so ungenerous to other women? Is it because we have been tokens for so long? Or is there a deeper animosity we owe it to ourselves to explore?A publisher...couldn't understand why women...
I stand in the mist and cry, thinking of myself standing in the mist and crying, and wondering if I will ever be able to use this experience in a book.
When I'm sitting at the desk not being able to write line one, it's silence and despair! It's not so easy to put the pen to the legal pad or type the first sentence on the computer screen.