Patricia Corbus

Rushing Heaven, unlike most of my poems, came very fast. I think I realized that I was no longer charmed by the superstitions emanating from religion, but, in a natural progression from outer to inner, wanted to sink into a more intimate reality.

Sailing at Sunset (published by Green Mountains Review, and nominated for the Pushcart Prize), in which I explored some differences between Plato and Aristotle, took several months to write, because I needed time to find a form and some lively, fitting metaphors. I've always felt that if you're going to have a baby (a poem), you might as well have a live one. I love Wallace Stevens' poetry because it tells, even magnifies, the truth with such huge kinetic energy.