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.

If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.

The secret wish of poetry is to stop time.

A poem is an invitation to a voyage. As in life, we travel to see fresh sights.

We name one thing and then another. That’s how time enters poetry. Space, on the other hand, comes into being through the attention we pay to each word. The more intense our attention, the more space, and there’s a lot of space inside words.

Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all others were making ships.