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.

Christmas is taken very seriously in this household. I believe in Father Christmas and there's no way I'd do anything to undermine that belief.

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

For me, poetry is the music of being human. And also a time machine by which we can travel to who we are and to who we will become.

Better off dead than giving in; not taking what you want.

Every day is a gift with a child, no matter what problems you have.