Beauty is an outward gift which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.
We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, ‘It might have been’.
It hasn’t been a problem with Ben, I think we worked together very well, we don’t have rows.
I began my writing life as a poet, so poetry has always been fundamental. I evolved from poetry to journalism to stories to novels. But poetry was always there.
As I stood and gave the eulogy for young Michael Brown last week, I kept thinking about the fact that this child should have been in college instead of laying in a coffin.
I remembered seeing it and it was this metallic turbine and I thought it was beautiful. I had never been in a power plant before, but I felt, without being overly dramatic, compelled to make photographs of this for myself.
From the catbird seat, I’ve found poetry to be the necessary utterance it has always been in America.
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