It is as if one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the Southern Hemisphere of the brain.

Nationalism is a type of insanity in which the boundaries of a land replace God.

So many names, there is barely room on the walls of the heart.

High School is the place where poetry goes to die.

I think my poems are slightly underrated by the word accessible.

I think the pleasure of form is that you have a companion with you besides all the poetry you have ever read.

There are interesting forms of difficulty, and there are unprofitable forms of difficulty. I mean, I enjoy some difficult poetry, but some of it is impenetrable and I actually wouldn't want to penetrate it if I could, perhaps.