I manage a toast to the Christmas treeand one to the sweet absurdity
in the miracle of the verb to be.
Lucky you, lucky me.
I like to think that the best poetry is or involves a contest between ordinary conversation and ritual.
I always have pen and paper with me.
Timegoes
too
fast.
Come
home.
Every word you add dilutes the sentence.
Ritual is important to us as human beings. It ties us to our traditions and our histories. 