I called it a baptism in flaming ink that forced me to shed my shyness about recognizing myself as a poet and to accept the fact that life had never given me any choice in...

The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river’s deeper...

Modern poetry, for me, began not in English at all but in Spanish, in the poems of Lorca.

Painted desert, ocean of colorsun’s worshiper, moon’s loverpicture of a coyote’s voicesandbox of angels, another toy.