“The move away from writing poetry was gradual. It was a gentle slope into a muddy pond; it was a collection of choices. There was no one thing that took the pen from my hand. Life got in the way.… — Angela Doll Carlson Copy Share Image
“But no matter what my eyes report, there is beauty that lives under the skin, under the surface, under the standards set up for me by outside arbiters of what is good and true. Those arbiters are not always so reliable. They can be bought and sold. They can be marketed and manufactured. The real standards, the ones set forth… — Angela Doll Carlson Copy Share
“The move away from writing poetry was gradual. It was a gentle slope into a muddy pond; it was a collection of choices. There… — Angela Doll Carlson Copy Share Image
