There’s been a palace coup. For fifty years, our logical, linear, analytical selves have been in charge. It’s not wrong or bad in and of itself. At least until this side of us gained a kind of absolute “monopoly” power. It’s turned into a profo...

I say argue with poems not people. First of all, you’ve got to get clear about how you actually think and feel before you go blathering away at others. And that’s huge and potentially helpful no matter what else you do. Second when you argue in...

A good poem invites you to walk inside and have your own experience. It becomes a room to wander, feel, and carry with you. Savor that gift—and pass it on.

The last few lines are often where poems bloom or detonate. Slow down. Let them land. Even the poet, maybe especially the poet, must be surprised.

These are the lines that shimmer with more-than-words, inviting you to stop, feel, and be changed. Not every poem has a heartline—but the ones that stay with you always do.