The poet's greatest fear - that when finally he receives audience, he has nothing of great worth to say.

But i'm not much of a poet, and sometimes what I say is more worthwhile than others. It generally doesn't stop me talking, though.

I just moved back to the US after 9 years spent abroad, and I'm adjusting to life in New York, life as an adult, life as a fleeting experience the pace of which accelerates when the knowledge of its passing enters one's awareness. I'd like to meet somebody, it's been a little while. I'm good fun when inspired, and wittily cynical when I'm not, so either way you win.