Everyone in their car needs love.

Poetry is a necessity of life.

Poetry seems especially like nothing else so much as itself. Poetry is not like, it is the very lining of the inner life.

Readers have to be sought out and won to the light of the page, poem by poem, one by one by one.

I am suggesting that the radical of poetry lies not in the resolution of doubts but in their proliferation

Poetry is the language of intensity. Because we are going to die, an expression of intensity is justified.

One opinion I share with the Dadaists is that art-making presupposes a revolutionary state of mind. Assimilating the practice into commodity or symbol of status nullifies its fundamental aims; therefore at the center of my own adherence to to this ranginess in taste is that it doesn't add up to membership in a private club. The differences choose me. There are so many approaches, so many innovative moves, so many oddly shaped ears in the field; may they never sing in unison.