Poetry is an orphan of silence.

The ambition of much of today's literary theory seems to be to find ways to read literature without imagination.

There are people who live inside their heads and their intellects. It's something one is born with and stuck with. It's not something you make a decision about.

The stars know everything, So we try to read their minds. As distant as they are, We choose to whisper in their presence.

If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.

Found objects, chance creations, ready-mades (mass-produced items promoted into art objects, such as Duchamp's "Fountain"-urinal as sculpture) abolish the separation between art and life. The commonplace is miraculous if rightly seen.

The religion of the short poem, in every age and in every literature, has a single commandment: Less is always more. The short poem rejects preamble and summary. It's about all and everything, the metaphysics of a few words surrounded by much silence. …The short poem is a match flaring up in a dark universe.