I have piles of poetry books in the bathroom, on the stairs, everywhere. The only way to write poetry is to read it.

What will you do now with the gift of your left life?

It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.

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

Auden said poetry makes nothing happen. But I wonder if the opposite could be true. It could make something happen.

The moment of inspiration can come from memory, or language, or the imagination, or experience - anything that makes an impression forcibly enough for language to form.

If we think of what's up ahead, with climate change and wars over water, it's very frightening.