poetry has been able to function quite directly as human interpretation of the raw, loose universe. It is a mixture, if you will, of journalism and metaphysics, or of science and religion.

Dan Gerber is one of our finest living poets.

I wake up thinking: What am I reading? What will I read next? I'm terrified that I'll run out, that I will read through all I want to, and be forced to learn wildflowers at last, to keep awake.

Doing something does not require discipline. It creates its own discipline - with a little help from caffeine.

The irrational haunts the metaphysical.

These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.

We live half our waking lives and all of our sleeping lives in some private, useless, and insensible waters we never mention or recall.