A lot happens by accident in poetry.

I am not at all clear what free verse is anymore. That's one of the things you learn not to know.

Nothing in the universe can travel at the speed of light, they say, forgetful of the shadow's speed.

The secrets of success are a good wife and a steady job. My wife told me.

Once in awhile you have a thought, and you rhyme it.

Mostly the thought and the verse come inseparably. In my poem Poetics, it's as close as I come to telling how I do it.

A lot happens by accident in poetry.