This phantom world gave you false signs But you turned from the illusion and journeyed to the land of truth.
Spotted Park Bench I am a park bench. Ordinary words cannot express my thoughts on birds.
Poetry is perfect verbs hunting for elusive nouns.
Poetry is the tunnel at the end of the light.
The Ladybug wears no disguises. She is just what she advertises. A speckled spectacle of spring, A fashion statement on the wing. . . . A miniature orange kite. A tiny dot-to-dot delight.
The laureateship [of U. S. Children's Poet] has brought me a couple of appealing contracts, including my first anthology, the 200-poem The National Geographic Book of Animal Poetry. Apart from the increased travel, I won't let anything interfere with writing poetry.
A great book is a homing device For navigating paradise. A good book somehow makes you care About the comfort of a chair. A bad book owes to many trees A forest of apologies.
You believe in God? Believe also in your imagination.
I don't think that because you are a perfectionist that that makes you necessarily automatically unlikable.
Individual scientists like myself - and many more conspicuous - pointed to the dangers of radioactive fallout over Canada if we were to launch nuclear weapons to intercept incoming bombers.
And truly, when you look at the Constitution and our founding fathers and their writings, the things that made this country great, you might draw those conclusions: That they were conservative. They were fiscally conservative and socially conservative.