I see the shape of the poem before I start writing, and the writing is just the process of arriving at the shape.
I have piles of poetry books in the bathroom, on the stairs, everywhere. The only way to write poetry is to read it.
Time hates love, wants love poor,/but love spins gold, gold, gold from straw.
Poets sing our human music for us.
Better off dead than giving in; not taking what you want.
Between 9am and 3pm is when I work most intensely