There is so much about the process of writing that is mysterious to me, but this one thing I've found to be… — Dorianne Laux Begets Copy Share Image
I don't know if we ever have enough distance to "see" our own trajectory. We're in the muddled middle of it. Who… — Dorianne Laux Distance Copy Share Image
I think what life experience has brought to my poems is compassion. When you work hard to make a living, raise a… — Dorianne Laux Children Copy Share Image
Moon In the Window I wish I could say I was the kind of child who watched the moon from her window,… — Dorianne Laux Blazing Copy Share Image
When you have worked with people all day who have so little and struggle to make it stretch, who live outside the… — Dorianne Laux Littles Copy Share Image
“… They are savage for knowledge, for beauty and truth. They crawl on their knees to find it.” — Dorianne Laux Beauty Copy Share Image
The changes that have occurred in poetry have been minor when you look at it over the scale of human time. It's… — Dorianne Laux Change Copy Share Image
Every good poem asks a question, and every good poet asks every question. — Dorianne Laux Poet Copy Share Image
There's no word for what Young does, only for what he accomplishes-the capturing of small, daily miracles. — Dorianne Laux Accomplish Copy Share Image
Joseph [Millar] is much more disciplined than I am. He's up every morning meditating, then he writes, and he reads throughout the… — Dorianne Laux Book Copy Share Image
“You've traveled this far on the back of every mistake, ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house after the… — Dorianne Laux Failure Copy Share Image
I am the flesh boat of my experiences, we all are , my feelings, thoughts, desires and dreams are captured in my… — Dorianne Laux Boat Copy Share Image
“You've walked those streets a thousand times and still you end up here. Regret none of it, not one of the wasted… — Dorianne Laux Time Copy Share Image
“And oh, the oh my nape of the neck. The up-swept oh my nape of the neck. I could walk behind anyone… — Dorianne Laux Fall in love Copy Share Image
“The slate black sky. The middle step of the back porch. And long ago my mother's necklace, the beads rolling north and… — Dorianne Laux Broken Copy Share Image
I try to avoid calling myself a poet because I think that's something someone else has to call you. It's like bragging. — Dorianne Laux Bragging Copy Share Image
That's how it is sometimes--God comes to your window, all bright light and black wings, and you're just too tired to open… — Dorianne Laux Black Copy Share Image
I share my life experiences as a poet with my students. My poetic difficulties, joys, struggles and discoveries. If I read a… — Dorianne Laux Book Copy Share Image
A poem is like a child; at some point we have to let it go and trust that it will make its… — Dorianne Laux Children Copy Share Image
Writing and reading are the only ways to find your voice. It won't magically burst forth in your poems the next time… — Dorianne Laux Choices Copy Share Image
I write to invite the voices in, to watch the angel wrestle, to feel the devil gather on its haunches and rise.… — Dorianne Laux Angel Copy Share Image
“To write without any awareness of a tradition you are trying to become a part of would be self-defeating. Every artist alive… — Dorianne Laux Art Copy Share Image
Tinted Distances is a tender meditation that reveals a careful eye and steady devotion to elegy and ode. — Dorianne Laux Careful Copy Share Image