If Mark Doty ever read my poetry, I think he’d
shrug. He’s a kind man, a good man, a loving man
and a great poet. So, he’d shrug.

If Mary Oliver ever read my poetry, I think she’d
puke. She’s a kind woman, a good woman, a loving woman
and a great poet – but she’s old enough
to have a sensitive stomach.

If Charles Simic ever read my poetry, I think he’d
… never mind, he’d never read my poetry.