A Bee Rose Up From

I’ve Always Thought Of Myself As Shy.

I Hadn't Played Any Music Since Freshman Year Of College, More Than Thirty Years Ago, So I Had To Relearn Everything. I Started Writing Songs. Some Were Dance And Trance Songs (i Listen To Them A Lot While I'm Writing), And Some Were Love Songs, Because That After All Is What Music Is About - Dancing And Trancing And Love And Love's Setbacks.

E.b. White's Essays Are The Best Things I've Read About Maine - Especially The One In Which He's Not Sure If He Can Go Out Sailing Any More In His Sloop.

So What Rhyming Poems Do Is They Take All These Nearby Sound Curves And Remind You That They First Existed That Way In Your Brain. Before They Meant Something Specific, They Had A Shape And A Way Of Being Said. And Now, Yes, Gloom And Broom Are Floating Fifty Miles Away From Each Other In You Mind Because They Refer To Different Notions, But They're Cheek-by-jowl As Far As Your Tongue Is Concerned. And That's What A Poem Does. Poems Match Sounds Up The Way You Matched Them When You Were A Tiny Kid, Using That Detachable Front Phoneme.

First, If You Love The Kindle And It Works For You, It Isn't Problematic, And You Should Ignore All My Criticisms And Read The Way You Want To Read.