Poetry is often the art of overhearing yourself say things you didn't know you knew. It is a learned skill to force yourself to articulate your life, your present world or your possibilities for the future.

To remember the other world in this world is to live in your true inheritance.

A good poem has its own life. It's like bringing a child into the world. You, the poet, birthed the child, but the child will surprise you continually. I think a work of art has its own aliveness, its own future.

The moment you’ve uttered the exact dimensionality of your exile, you’re already turning towards home.

Honesty is reached through the doorway of grief and loss.

Inside everyone is a great shout of joy waiting to be born.

Courage is the measure of our heartfelt participation with life, with another, with a community, a work, a future.