On a television show, I think it was Law & Order,
one of the main characters said, “Life’s a funny old dog.” And so it is. And poems are funny old dogs. My purpose for writing them changes very little
My subject matter has taken on stronger feelings about some subjects. There is a new challenge, a sense of time going by too quickly, a stronger-than-ever feeling that I am certain about less than I ever have been. I still wrestle the lifetime topics: Love, Romance, Sex, War, Beauty. But, add to them the frustrations and fears of becoming anonymous, invisible, alarmingly wrinkled, abandoned, lonely, and alone. The terrors and wonder of childhood are memories, the terrors of aging in a war-torn world are very present.
I hate war as much as I always have. It disgusts me and I am more angry than ever about the little I can do about it. If my poems are read, I hope someone with more influence than I have can change the way this country still confronts every difficulty with violence, with war. I still write about how years and decades and centuries pass and women are STILL judged by their bodies, their faces, their hair styles, their clothing. It is still an overwhelming problem. Feminism has helped with some things. Not with those shallow judgements.
Sometimes, I write about God––how “we pray to a God we do not love for those we do love;” about temples, seekers, those who deny, those who embrace. I write about a God–a power–a mentor–a clockmaker–a joker–ANYONE/THING bigger and better than ourselves to guide us from this ever-darkening universe into wisdom and peace.
My purpose for poetry? This world gives me hives and the only way I relieve the itch is to write poems. It’s great if they come out in books and magazines, but the relief from that itch has become the most driving force of all.
I invite you to join me on a road trip of high strangeness, wonder, loneliness, love, and…well, the whole damn thing. We’ll search out the “funny old dog” and hope not to come away with fleas.
In my newest collection, NEVER COMPLETELY AWAKE , I address the dream-like quality of our lives. I find myself, at this time of my maturity, in constant wonder at the way things which have previously seemed so real, become something like a book I once read or a movie I once saw. NEVER COMPLETELY AWAKE is out and about.