Be brave. Take risks. Nothing can substitute experience.
Sometimes there’s no one to listen to what you really might like to say at a certain moment. The paper always listens.
I want to be someone making musicwith my coming.
The writing of Kathleen McGookey shines more brightly than most fine things we feel pleasure to read. Celebrate it!
Teaching and writing are separate, but servefeed one another in so many ways. Writing travels the road inward, teaching, the road out - helping OTHERS move inward - it is an honor to be with others in the spirit of writing and encouragement.
I Still Have Everything You Gave Me It is dusty on the edges. It is slightly rotten. I guard it without thinking. I focus on it once a year when I shake it out in the wind. I do not ache. I would not trade.
For you who came so far; for you who held out, wearing a black scarf to signify grief; for you who believe true love can find you amidst this atlas of tears linking one town to its own memory of mortar, when it was still a dream to be built and people moved there, believing, and someone with sky and birds in his heart said this would be a good place for a park.
The reasonableness of the command to obey parents is clear to children, even when quite young.
Trump often acts in delusional ways. I think he is a man who has always made his own rules and gotten away with it. Enough money will do that for you. However, he has also gotten away with it because he has operated in limited contexts - mostly in the realm of business.
It is a proof of nobility of mind to despise injuries.
A poem is an invitation to a voyage. As in life, we travel to see fresh sights.