Nothing happens... but first a dream.

There was always the consolation that if I didn't like what I wrote I could throw it away or burn it.

Poetry is a tracing of the trajectories of a finite sound to the infinite points of its echoes.

Gather the stars if you wish it so Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather for keeping years and years. And then... Loosen your hands, let go and say good-bye. Let the stars and songs go. Let the faces and years go. Loosen your hands and say good-bye.

I had been keeping an off eye on the advertising field, thinking I might become an idea man and a copywriter.

There is a wolf in me... - I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child.