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

I write quite a lot of sonnets, and I think of them almost as prayers: short and memorable, something you can recite.

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

She stood upon a continent of ice, which sparkled between sea and sky, endless and dazzling, as though the world kept all its treasure there; a scale which balanced poetry and prayer.

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

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.

It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.