"It is growing worse every day. At night "I get up to catch my breath. If I remained "flat on my back I believe I would die." - Muriel Rukeyser

it was suggested to me in my adolescence, it would be a good idea if I married a doctor, and when he was out on housecalls I could write my poems. Now of course we have no housecalls and we have women poets-the culture has changed to that extent.

The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.

Here is your road, tying</p>you to its meanings: gorge, boulder, precipice. Telescoped down, the hard and stone-green river cutting fast and direct into the town.