Quotes from Hettie Jones

Here's the dilemma, Itself the solution. I have always been at the same time woman enough to be moved to tears and man enough to drive my car in any direction.

are you breathing, are you lucky enough to be breathing

Anyone in pursuit of art is responding to a desire to make visible that which is not, to offer the unknown self to others.

Weather My folder of poems labeled "weather" holds no clues as to whether or not there'll be any weather to count on, say, a hard rain like "little nails, or that deluge "plunging radiant" now that we've plunged into war and wars don't stop like rain stops like that last slow drizzle onto the old tin bathroom vent sweet hint of growth in the soft wet drift north fire or ice, fire or ice are you breathing, are you lucky enough to be breathing