You can find poetry in your everyday life, your memory, in what people say on the bus, in the news, or just what's in your heart.

It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.

Poetry and prayer are very similar.

I think the dangers are different now. Our abuse of the planet and our resources is an anxiety.

I am always pleased to be asked to write a poem.

How would you prepare to die on a perfect April evening?

My prose is turgid, it just hasn't got any energy