There ain't nothin' to dyin', really. You just get tired. You kind of drift away.
The true feeling of sex is that of a deep intimacy, but above all of a deep complicity.
Poetry makes possible the deepest kind of personal possession of the world.
Poetry is a hazardous occupation, very hazardous. There may be bad things in there inside you that maybe you can't handle.
The body is the one thing you can't fake; it's just got to be there.
Then you develop a kind of critical sense about what you write. You can tell when something is good, but it would be just as good in somebody else's work too. You want to hold out for those things only you can say.