Radio is such a perfect medium for the transmission of poetry, primarily because there just is the voice, there's no visual distraction.

But tonight, the lion of contentment has placed a warm heavy paw on my chest.

I think my work has to do with a sense that we are attempting, all the time, to create a logical, rational path through the day. To the left and right there are an amazing set of distractions that we usually can't afford to follow. But the poet is willing to stop anywhere.

The mind can be trained to relieve itself on paper.

I see all of us reading ourselves away from ourselves, straining in circles of light to find more light until the line of words becomes a trail of crumbs that we follow across a page of fresh snow.

The first line is the DNA of the poem; the rest of the poem is constructed out of that first line. A lot of it has to do with tone because tone is the key signature for the poem. The basis of trust for a reader used to be meter and end-rhyme.

There's a lot of unconscious activity that goes on I think in the composition of a poem.