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.

Between 9am and 3pm is when I work most intensely

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

The stars are filming us for no one.

I like to use simple words, but in a complicated way.

Where I lived - winter and hard earth.I sat in my cold stone roomchoosing tough words, granite, flint,to break the ice. My broken heart -I tried that, but it skimmed,flat, over the frozen lake.She came from a long, long way,but I saw her at last, walking,my daughter, my girl, across the fields,In bare feet, bringing all spring's flowersto her mother's house. I swearthe air softened and warmed as she moved,the blue sky smiling, none too soon,with the small shy mouth of a new moon.

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.