And I should mention the light which falls through the big windows this time of day italicizing everything it touches.

This is not what it is like to be you, I realized as a few of your magnificent clouds flew over the rooftop. It is just me thinking about being you. And before I headed back down the hill, I walked in a circle around your house, making an invisible line which you would have to cross before dark.

It's a good thing to get poetry off the shelves and more into public life.

The really authentic thing about humor is that anyone can pretend to be serious. Anyone who's ever had a job - in fact, we're pretending to be serious now, more or less.

While the novelist is banging on his typewriter, the poet is watching a fly in the windowpane.

I love to move like a mouse inside this puzzle for the body, balancing the wish to be lost with the need to be found.

I was an only child, a very late child, born to parents who were both 39 at the time, which was very late back then. That kind of confirmed my sense of being the center of the universe, which I guess every child feels - children and poets both tend to feel.