The first poems of yours I read were in Bly's News of the Universe. Then, in 1983, I was
in NYC for a summer seminar. There were bookstores everywhere! In a big store in an old
building, I found American Primitive. I didn't have much money, so I pulled the books I
wanted out a little way from the others as I went along, then went back to choose the one
I would buy: yours. I pulled it off the shelf and happened to look up at the same time; there
was a guy sitting atop a tall stepladder in the middle of the room, and he had a little gun
holstered on his belt. The store detective. He looked at me and nodded. I've been reading,
and teaching, your poems ever since. I invited you to read at Austin Peay State Univ. in
Tennessee in the late 80s I think it was. You met with students and did a wonderful reading.
Both I and my students have always been given heart by your poems. They speak to us
with such courage and sanity; they give us the confidence to know that we can do some
good with our lives.
I'm retired now. I write a little and read a lot. I'll pray for you each day to be well.