After all, coffee is bitter, a flavor from the forbidden and dangerous realm. – Diane Ackerman
A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. – Diane Ackerman

After all, coffee is bitter, a flavor from the forbidden and dangerous realm. – Diane Ackerman
A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. – Diane Ackerman
I do not want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well. – Diane Ackerman
There is no way in which to understand the world without first detecting it through the radar-net of our senses. – Diane Ackerman