You don't necessarily have to write to be a poet. Some people work in gas stations and they're poets. I don't call myself a poet because I don't like the word. I'm a trapeze artist.

The Vermont mountains stretch extended straight; New Hampshire mountains curl up in a coil.

Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these. She a window flower. And he a winter breeze.

The middle of the road is where the white line is - and that's the worst place to drive.

One of the hardest things in life to accept is a called third strike.

Every poem is a momentary stay against the confusion of the world.